My intention for my life is to stay centered, and from that intention come my priorities: my son, my family, my job, my self. That then informs what kind of work I can take on. It's a balancing act, but a fun one.
I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead.
So what are we given? We're also given, my generation, the disillusionment of our parents.
I love vulnerability. It's what keeps me soft and from becoming emotionally calcified.
A good love is delicious, you can't get enough too soon.
The things you fear are undefeatable, not by their nature, but by your approach.