Yet, exploring the magic of existence isn’t all butterflies and glistening ocean waves.

Each passing moment is living proof of our power to savor the bittersweet and regard our lives as precious.

We create meaning. And at the same time, there is a vast, unlimited expanse of what we cannot see, grasp, quantify, or describe.

On doubt, fear, and wanting to know.

I believe that art is healing and not only for the person creating the piece.

Keep digging. There's treasure underneath.

I’m still working on honoring my full humanity. Yet I’m a very long way from where I started.

It's allowing painful truths to co-exist with the magic and beauty of being alive, neither truth negating or erasing the other.

I'm noticing how often I find clarity after I take a pause.

When we allow ourselves to freely grieve what we’ve lost, whether in our own lives, in our histories, or on this planet, we’re able to more fully inhabit the preciousness of life.

I can be a little different depending on where I am, but I'm always me.

Every day I get to be here on this Earth, I’m paying attention.

We can choose to wander guided by our hearts rather than by fear of the future and the unknown.

Children are meant to be seen AND heard.

I've observed how powerful the role of human connection, to each other and to our environment, truly is in what we choose to protect and how hard we try to do so.

I won’t sing this song of grief and hope just to turn my back on the way the world could be.

Inside of my frozen parts, there was always deep sadness and grief waiting to be felt when the thaw came.

Knowing my fear's origin helps me reclaim my power.

My bravest choices begin with being honest with myself about where I am.

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