"Pleasure is a thing that also needs accomplishing"
It has been a busy week, and I woke up this morning with lines from Tony Hoagland's poem The Word rolling through my mind: a reminder...
What does it mean to be human?
How do we nourish ourselves and find meaning, imperfect and messy as our lives may be? How do we find each other - authentically, vulnerably, courageously - amidst it all?
Here I share reflections on topics we too rarely discuss: grief, death, shame, impermanence, motherhood, belonging, and living fully, with it all.