Can we admit we matter to one another, AND find a way to tell the truth?
Greetings, humans connected to my heart. We may have met once. Or perhaps we’ve spent countless hours, cuddled against couch cushions, talking about life and love and the universe. Orrrrrr: maybe your chair was next to mine in a workshop, or you’ve been my student, or we vibed on a dance floor, or we shared a tent in the rain, or you heard me on a podcast, or I cooked you fish stew in a candlelit kitchen, or you literally watched me take my first breath (hi, Mom!). I don’t care so much HOW...
6 months ago • 2 min read