Tuesday, January 3, 2023

Divinity can’t be taken from us, friends —
carved away by practiced hands,
edited out as a typo or forgotten
like ghosts or silent letters. Our
wholeness and our holiness flows
past frustrations, through deletions,
over our errors, smoothing their edges.
Comfort not in our connectivity, but
in our continuity — the flower
and the bed, the ink sown into
the page — and rest, friend. Rest.

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love notes
a ritual to start the work week