Joy lives in the while. While you’re buying too many apples, while the first cold night has you digging out blankets, while the leaves crunch loudly under your shoes.
May you let the simple moments remind you what joy feels like.
Most of the time we're listening to a narrative about what's happening, what it means, and what should come next. But you're not the voice you're listening to—you're what notices...
Most of the time we're listening to a narrative about what's happening, what it means, and what should come next. But you're not the voice you're listening to—you're what notices...