May we never forget our humanity and one another's humanity, to dare to show our full selves to one another, to truly connect, and walk one another through it all together and home.
The life of business travel isn't usually very glamorous, such as this morning when I was notified that my early morning flight was canceled due to weather that doesn't seem to be affecting any other flights.
Every ending to the infertility journey is valid. Enough. And can be happy.
Our body remembers, trauma gets stuck in our tissues, our hearts yearn, and our brain makes up stories to keep us as safe and comfortable as possible.
I don't want us to be fearless or shameless. Nor do I even think that is possible. I want us to feel our feelings.
When we speak our feelings, really feel them, cope with them in a healthy way, and move our bodies, our emotions don't get stuck. They move through us and don't own us.
Our first In Waiting & Healing: When Your Journey to Parenthood Isn't As Expected was last night, and to say it was incredibly holy is an understatement.
Maybe today, rather than shouting our either/or solution at someone, we could sit beside, seek to understand, and do, and I mean really freaking do, something different.
I long gave up finding my enoughness in accolades, awards, likes, follows, and shares. Or being fancy enough to be in the room, let alone at the front of the room teaching.
