On letting things go

A journaling exercise, a poem, and daily things

There are periods where outwardly we may seem very quiet, but inwardly, there are urgent and strident rearrangements taking place.

April has been like this. I’ve been scarce with sharing my words, and admittedly fallen out of rhythm with this newsletter. But in place of such output, I have been filling pages and pages of a journal to make long-awaited internal shifts.