Sometimes the heart needs softness. Sometimes it needs a wider view.
This new series of one-word reflections has grown in the space between two collections I am writing now, A Hundred Ways to Hold Her, rooted in healing and self-compassion, and Tapestry of Voices: When Nature Speaks, rooted in wonder, interconnection, and the living wisdom of the natural world.
My hope is that these offerings become small places of return, bringing moments of peace, perspective, and pause in a world that often forgets how to be still.
This morning, peace arrived quietly.
