06/25/2025
Today I’m 40 years old. There’s something about this moment that feels like a profound rite of passage. So many illusions of how I once thought life was organized have fallen away; so many old identities have shed themselves like cloaks that no longer fit. As I sit at the threshold of this new decade, something new and not quite defined is beckoning. It is QUIET.
The last few years have taken me down & under more times than I can count, and not for nothing…I now have the deepest appreciation for life on life’s terms, and I know now in my bones that something beyond my comprehension is gifting all of us the exact experiences we need to live out our purpose. It’s incredibly humbling to realize the limits of willpower and our attempts at control. I’m glimpsing the wide open space on the other side of striving.
As the Buddhists say, attachment is the root of all suffering. What a gorgeous journey it is to learn to let go, to let be, to appreciate the wild & mysterious twists & turns of life, the way we’ll all be dropped to our knees with both devastating loss & unimaginable blessings.
There is a place where the battle with life and with yourself ends, where surrender feels like power and not weakness, where nothing needs to be fixed and the ecstasy of being alive wraps itself around whatever each moment brings.
Thank you for being here ❤️
