A day on the playground

This week was a reminder that balance only exists in the presence of counterbalance.

There are days this unfolding experience of owning my own business lifts me with a surge of confident creativity. Where I feel rooted to a sense of service and purpose; where things hum and flow.

And then there are days where I really get my money’s worth at weekly therapy. Each brings its gifts and its lessons, encouraging a new depth in their opposing partner.

Here’s to not losing our sense of play in the tilts and sways of the see-saw.

—a rough day on the playground