My thoughts and prayers for this week:
To have the gift of quietly returning to oneself.
And not by solitary means, but by the movement, engagement, and love of others.
An emergence of what matters, and the decision to make it matter
are both privileges that shouldn’t be thrown away,
They are so unlike that Twix bar wrapper,
which housed enjoyment and now sits as a vacant shell.
Understand that nothing lasts,
but there are things which are eternally important.
See them this week, and discard the rest.