Poetry

It is okay if every weekend does not lead to big moments and campfires and laughter that carries on for hours and hours

It is okay if every weekend does not lead to big moments and campfires and laughter that carries on for hours and hours. Some weekends might be qui...

for the highs and lows and moments between, mountains and valleys, rivers and streams,

for the highs and lowsand moments between,mountains and valleys,rivers and streams,for where you are now,and where you will go,for "I've always kno...

When your worries are louder than howling winds

When your worriesare louder than howling windsand your strength is growing,but growing thin,and things are breakingmore than they bend,that is when...

Remember the dream.

Remember the dream. Remember the dream that has fallen apart at the seams, and has gone unseen by the ones you thought would care. And know that ev...

Hold on, dear friend, for this is not the end.

Hold on, dear friend, for this is not the end. You have traveled so far and you have worked so hard, so carry on, and do not give up now. And not b...

Think about where you were last year.

Think about where you were last year. Think about the things that used to worry you so much that no longer consume your mind and time: the relation...

When your thoughts have torn at the lining of your strength, take heart, hold on: there is grace for this.

When your thoughts have tornat the lining of your strength,take hard, hold on: there is grace for this.No matter how this ends,you are not the sum ...

On days like this, may you never forget how far you have come

On days like this, may you never forget how far you have come and how the sun will run through entryways and half-closed blinds, right in the middl...

For all of the things in the near future that you do not yet know,

For all of the things in the near future that you do not yet know, may you still find the room and the space in this season to grow...to grow in th...

No matter the mountains you have climbed this year, there is room in open air to find joy here.

No matter the mountainsyou have climbedthis year,there is roomin open airto find joy here.––Morgan Harper Nichols

Even here, your soul is steady. Even here, you are seen. Through everything that’s changing you’re headed where you need to be.

Even here,your soul is steady.Even here,you are seen.Through everythingthat’s changingyou’re headed whereyou need to be.––Morgan Harper Nichols

It is hard to try and make sense of everything you lost

It is hard to tryand make senseof everything you lostand all the things you missed,but the beautiful thing is...you don’t have to.You can focus on ...