Sometimes the ending isn't what determines our peace. Sometimes it's the journey we take to get there. This month my Clarity and Insight Group reflected on acceptance and resignation. The mere word acceptance, as I heard it repeated, made my body feel heavy. Weary from responsibility. Exhausted from possible actions. Overwhelmed by all the different decisions. Because acceptance shouted at me: Figure it out. Make it work. Find another way. Try harder. Carry more. Resignation

Reveal That Holds: The Freedom of Selflessness There are moments in life that reveal who we are. Not who we hope to be. Not who others think we are. Who we actually are when life asks something difficult of us. For me, that moment arrived during a caregiving chapter I never anticipated. Someone I loved became ill, and suddenly life became very simple. There were appointments to attend, meals to prepare, medications to track, fears to calm, and emotions to hold. The days were

By: The Writing Spirit Yesterday didn’t break me in a single blow. It built. It started with bringing coffee, breakfast, and medicine to my partner, who has been healing at my house for the last month. Then the IV infusions I give him each day so he can heal—keeping things calm, steady, with as little stress as possible. So I moved into the porch, quietly, to listen for two hours to a meeting for a journalism article—tracking details, holding information, making sure I unders