Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.
// Rainer Maria Rilke //
Tuesday got me feelin like...
"There's NO CRYING in baseball."
L • I • S • T • E • N
My way to commemorate the end of peach season: with bourbon and autumn spices.
Sooooooo much better than hiking to the top!
Souvenirs from the mountain:
Old sights with new eyes. Fresh perspectives. New beginnings. Clean slates. Wonder. Wanderlust. Reminders to show up fully, soak it all in, breathe deeply, pause, laugh. The sense that I can conquer the world with this man by my side.
She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails. // Elizabeth Edwards //
simple • pleasures
Let’s get real. Let’s make friends with our imperfections, because they’re the side effects of being human, and there’s medicine in “Me, too.” Let’s laugh at ourselves: it sure beats the hell out of the alternative. Let’s agree that normal isn’t a thing, and unlovable isn’t either. Let’s not be dicks. There are already enough dicks. Let’s reframe our mistakes as lessons and start kicking ass at learning. And let’s use honesty and humor and heart to leave this place a little better than we found it.
// @emilymcdowell_ //
I've learned to embrace my nerdiness. 🤓 [Holla if you're trackin with me.] [Also, this is what coping with the election season looks like.]
Doing Saturday right.
She could never go back and make some of the details pretty. All she could do was move forward and make the whole beautiful. // Terri St. Cloud //
D A Y D R E A M I N G
When flowers look like fireworks...
Today marks five years since I made this city my home. So I took myself to the Ryman to be serenaded by Harry Connick, Jr. Happy Nashiversary to me!
Nothing inspires, challenges, and moves me quite like watching my friend be the amazing mama she is to her pride of lions.
Cathi, you have more grace in your pinky toe than I could ever muster in my lifetime... So please keep rubbing off on me. I need all the grace/Cathi I can get!
I learn so much about wholeheartedness from this now-three-year-old. My Bear certainly knows how to live life ALL IN...
Love doesn't just look on suffering and injustice and say, "That breaks my heart for you." That, at best, is sympathy. At worst, it's pity.
No... Love chooses to insert itself into the suffering and injustice, and says, "I will sit right here in the darkness with you, and I will do all I can to fight for justice on your behalf." ______
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