These words may have been repeated a thousand times in a thousand different ways, but I’ve only recently really embodied these truths. It is ALL about the process, this life.Continue reading “In Praise of the Process: A Call to Arms”
The path hasn’t always been easy, but it feels like I’m finding the way home now.
I turn the corner into the sun. Down the hill, lemon tree leaning overhead. Her fruit, not yet to be seen. I feel the heat against my skin until suddenly, perfectly, the breeze hits me with a deep inhale of fresh southern air.Continue reading “The Journey Home”