It rained, it stopped raining, it rained again, it rainbow-ed, and then the sun made a surprise entrance in the middle of the ceremony that we couldn’t have directed better if we tried.
The adventure begins when we let go of how it’s supposed to go.
(This will probably be on every new year’s list until I either die or stop writing them)
May you have the courage to trust that your presence–exactly as it is in this moment—is both a power tool, and a gift.
I will raise my daughter on this diet.
And she will raise her daughter on it.
And she will raise hers.
And hers. And hers. And hers.
Blurry eyes. Creative hearts. Can’t lose.
We will not always feel magical when we are making magic.
She wears a fantastic dress and usually she looks like Frida Kahlo and she hopes you understand, darling, that she is always non-negotiable and she does NOT work around anyone else’s GOOGLE CALENDAR.
The rule is that every dare either has to take my breath away, bring tears to my eyes, or make me want to leap up and start now.
