Post-valentine’s day wisdom for all kinds of togetherness…(even me with me). Grateful for the ever-wise, kind, observations of 13th Century poet Rumi* (CORRECTION: this is actually a Khalil Gibran quote. He was a 20th Century Lebanese poet, writer + artist. Also a wise, kind observer. My apologies!).
Long journey. Inward. Yes. Grateful. (And for Rumi, too).
Foolish projects. Big ones. Little ones. Alone. Together. Inspiring. Grateful. (thank you Andrea Scher). 
Gratitude. On the halfway point of this year-long project, feeling grateful for gratitude itself. The definition of gratitude? “The quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness.” Yes. (thank you Rumi). 
Inside. Grateful for the colorful inside of connection, of friendship, of “inter-being” as Thich Naht Hanh says. Dancing, talking, walking, sharing, listening, being. So many ways to feel connected inside. Grateful for them all. And the playful, wise, timeless words of Rumi.
Space. In relationship. In friendship. In family-ship. The big deep breath, the step-back, the self-care, the perspective. It so often leads to more authentic togetherness. Grateful for this wisdom from Rumi.
Something opens our wings. Yes, something indeed. Mystery, nature, the seen, the unseen, the heart, the mind. Grateful for this radiant unknown that moves within and around us.
