Medicine from Palestine

I tiptoe past our living room where two dozen women are seated on the floor in silent prayer. A kind of quiet that carries its own music. The familiar rhythm of tinkling prayer beads, running noses, and heartfelt sighs. Sounds of hope, grief, and release.

Death has been on my mind recently. Not the big looming kind—the little “d” kind. The inevitable shedding of ideas and identity when Life brings forth a new season of self, kind.

Here are 10 things I’ve learned as I’ve navigated my first year with a multiple sclerosis diagnosis.

When does suffering mean stop?

The trees teach me patience.

I’ve been thinking about the year 2020. We all remembered so much that year.

We build entire systems and societies around shared stories, envisioning futures we then bring into fruition. Yet this expansive imagination can become a barrier to our well-being if we operate from a place of anxiety, fear, or self-judgment.

I tend to be a control freak and it just really isn’t serving me anymore. Sharing some reflections on the importance of letting go.

When I mapped out the road to starting my own business, I made an intentional decision to give myself a warmup season. Time to move gently from theory to practice, observing what resonates with others and within myself. Here are 4 things I’ve learned.

All living things enter into a season of rebirth and renewal in the Spring, thus so should we.

No one tells you how horribly and beautifully painful the growth of your twenties can be.