Hi There

My Darling, what you feel as fear is so many things. Mostly. It is love. (For yourself or for another which is the same deep down) You might feel fearful to fly (practically or metaphorically) Because maybe you think are first a creature of the land and you know that you might soar, but then you will come back down And that seems bittersweet to think about if you are excited to fly Likewise, it is fearful to die Because as a living creature you know love, and love is a crown

2026, I've got new tricks Prepping for 2027, building my own slice of heaven Join me Toss your coins with me Wishes and dishes, our hits and our misses Every piece is welcome here in the jungle, the juggle, the struggle Look through the kaleidoscope Don't limit yourself Take every tool you've got down off the shelf Be alive with me Thrive with me Put the pieces together Together they belong Together they look like a song Play it soft, Play it loud, Play it proud Put your feet

I've told a few safe people that I've been really down lately. I feel like that's been brave for me. To admit it and then to ride the waves of guilt, shame, and embarrassment that come from confessing it. From not expressing it together with louder more insistent disclaimers or explanations that all will be well or that I'm still ok even though I feel awful (ok, maybe I did that a little bit and maybe it's true too). Maybe it didn't sound different from me worrying in genera