I find myself choosing beauty deliberately, listening to music and words that lift my spirit, so I stay clear of sinking back into darker waters where all things seem to need correction….

The universe has shifted in ways we all feel, and keeping the light alive feels essential, almost devotional.

Lately, as I pen the last chapters of my book, in the in-between moments I drift toward other voices, like Michael Meade, his stories carrying a depth that reflect me soul, and meaning, I find it a way of staying oriented without turning away from reality.

Enjoy the weekend!