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Dear Friends, Today (Wednesday) is the Autumnal Equinox, when summer officially ends and fall officially begins. On Monday afternoon I was walking through the woods, noticing the world around me, noticing the green on the trees, noticing how heavy with leaves those trees were. Noticing the color. The trees, they are just as full as before. Leaves haven’t started to fall quite yet, at least not that I could see. But that color. That deep, dark green of the end of summer, signifying the end of something....signifying the beginning of changes. There is something so magical about the bright green of spring, where the leaves are so light and so bright, where newness abounds. There is a lightness and a freshness, the world around is stunning, I can hardly take my eyes off it. But equal in magic is that dark green of the end of summer, when the leaves are in their final stages of life and will soon be beginning their journey to the ground. It might not be quite as stunning, it might be a little more easily ignored, it might feel a little less light and a little more heavy, but it is still equal in beauty and importance. My dear friends, whether you are in the beginnings in your life right now and feeling that lightness, excitement and newness, or whether you are headed towards change and feeling a little more heavy and a little less light, I hope you will find and notice the magic in the journey. I hope you will see the beauty in the journey. I hope you have an amazing week my friends. Love Krista 
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Dear Friends, This past weekend I had the deep privilege of leading a yoga retreat at one of my favorite places, Blue Mountain Retreat Center near Harpers Ferry. I love retreats. I love retreats deep in my bones. They are one of my very favorite things to do. They combine all of my favorite things...human connection, adventure, yoga and movement, belly laughs and fun, delicious food, relaxation, nature, self-love and acceptance. They are just my jam. I cannot express to you the love I have for these times and spaces. I love creating a space that feels warm and welcoming. I love watching connections being made. I love the sound of all my people talking during that first dinner, and the feeling of deep relaxation and joy after our first practice together. I love seeing some folks sit and read and others go on adventures on Saturday afternoon without anywhere to be, without anything to do, without any requirements. I love everything about our weekends away. And this past weekend was all that and more. It was just a joyous time of deep connection, laughter, lightness, nature, adventure and all the delicious food and wine. We had an amazing weekend, one for the books. In spite of all that, I fully didn’t internalize until I was coming home from the retreat how much anxiety I had carried the weeks leading up to our retreat. This was my first retreat since the start of the global pandemic. We had taken every precaution. All participants were vaccinated, and, because of the delta variant, I also had everyone take a Covid-19 test prior to our retreat so we could all be present and relaxed knowing we were being as safe as possible. But, it turns out, the first time back to anything is just hard....we’re going to feel it...and I was definitely feeling it in my body and mind without recognizing what I was feeling until after the fact. My dear friends, can we see the way our lives have changed and recognize that we will be affected by that change? Can we be easy and gentle with ourselves. Can we be a little more understanding when we are inevitably anxious over areas in life we might not have been anxious about before? Can we find a little more love, and a little less irritation with ourselves this week. I hope you have a lovely week my dear friends. I look forward to connecting with you. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Sometimes we all need a little support. The Narrows is a small canyon in Zion National park where the Virgin river runs through. Its walls are spectacularly beautiful, and that canyon draws many people in to walk through the river and explore. My family and I were there several months ago, and the older grandkids, a couple of my siblings and siblings-in-laws and my mama and I went on a little adventure up the river. Our adventure was cut short when we heard thunder and hightailed it back down the river to the mouth of the canyon, as we didn’t want to get stuck in a flash flood. As we walked through the river, my older son held on to my mama's hand, helping her along the river…He held her hand for safety, so she didn’t fall, and also so they could move a little faster together. As I trailed behind them, just enjoying my son helping my mama, I was thinking about their changing relationship. My mama had, so many times in the past, held my son's hand, both for safety, and so they could move a little faster together. Now, as I walked behind them, I was recognizing how in a few short years aspects of their relationship had changed and flipped. My dear friends, can we see the change in the relationships in our lives and recognize that change is necessary and important? Sometimes we try to cling to the way things were, but our relationships change, as they should. Can we see the beauty in the new, can we find the support in the new? I hope you have an amazing week dear friends, I am so very grateful for you. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Several months ago my kids and I were at the Kenilworth Aquatic Gardens, as the lotuses had just started their peak bloom, and I love to see the lotuses in peak bloom. If you haven’t ever been there end of June, beginning of July, I’d highly recommend it. It’s a lovely little amble through various pools filled with lilies and lotus, butterflies fluttering about, and you’ll inevitably see a frog or a toad There’s also an adorable boardwalk through the wetlands. It was a Friday afternoon, and a storm was brewing...a big one. We walked through the winding paths and enjoyed the beautiful flowers, some butterflies drunkenly fluttering around, and one massive frog. As we walked, we started to hear the thunder rolling on a not so irregular basis. We checked in with each other and decided to keep enjoying our walk despite the threat of the storm. We had just started down the boardwalk when the storm hit...and it was MASSIVE. Thunder, lightning, and wind everywhere, we were soaked through in seconds. It was so much fun. Eventually we decided it was probably time to head back to our car, but not before playing in the rain, enjoying ourselves, and just having a great time. Sometimes there’s no joy, there’s no playing in the rain during the storms in our lives. Sometimes we have no choice but to seek shelter and huddle, to protect ourselves, to wrap our arms around our hearts the best we can. But there are times in life when the storm hits, and even in the storm we can still find that joy, that play, that laughter. I hope, my friends, when the storms hit...and they will...that you will be able to find a little joy and laughter in the midst of them. Have a wonderful week my friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Remember several weeks ago, when I said I didn’t normally walk in the park in the evening? So, that particular evening I was walking along, enjoying the way the trees looked different and noticing the different sounds of the park in the evening, when it happened. Fireflies began popping up all around. My friends, fireflies are, in my opinion, the most magical part of this area. Growing up in California we didn’t have this magnificent bug, but here, what magic we have all around us. Oh, it brings me so much joy to be around fireflies. As I was walking along, enjoying the fireflies that were beginning to light up the world around me, I realized that this particular moment was the first moment I had seen the fireflies the whole summer. When I lived in Silver Spring, I would just have to look out my front window to see them light up the world around me, but now that I’m in DC and there’s a bit more concrete around me, and a bit less lawn to be had, I need to walk during twilight to enjoy them. I’m usually really good at doing that during the summer, but in all honesty it just hadn’t happened yet this summer. Sometimes the magic just happens my friends, but sometimes, sometimes we have to seek out the magic. Sometimes we have to look for it. Sometimes we have to see the world around us in new and different ways to see the magic that is waiting for us. My dear friends, can you see a little more of the magic in your life today? Can you seek it out? I hope you have a magical week my friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, There’s this collection of trees I used to walk by on the regular. I don’t see them much anymore, as I don’t walk that way very often these days. When I used to walk by it, it would inevitably make me smile, as it’s five trees merged together, five trees growing out of one root system, separate entities rooted into the earth together. The reason that particular set of trees would make me smile is it always reminded me of myself and my siblings. There are five of us also, separate entities, growing different directions, but rooted in the same original system. I was walking by those trees the other day, the same day I happened to get an estimate for some work I needed done on my home. If you’ve ever done renovations on a house, you might have heard of the concept of “sistering”. When you “sister” something in home renovations, you take something that is weak, and instead of taking it out and replacing it, you shimmy something strong right next to it and attach the two of them. So, if you’re talking floor joists, you’d allow the weak joist to be strengthened by the strong piece of wood without removing the original joist. As I walked by that stand of trees, thinking about my siblings, I starting thinking about those “sisters” in our lives. Our family, our friends…people who walk with us, who stand by us, who shimmy next to us when we’re weak and help us to be stronger. People we allow to speak into our lives, who might ask the hard questions and offer perspectives that are different from our own...who might help us think differently about the hardships in our lives. My dear friends, can we be a little more open to the “sisters” in our lives? Can we allow others to shimmy alongside us and to help make us stronger? This life isn’t meant to be lived alone, we are stronger, we are more stable when we have others around us. While we might sometimes see that as weakness, in reality it serves to make us stronger. I hope you have an amazing week my friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking in the park the other day, thinking about the past couple of posts, and the physical and the mental aspects of our lives. As I walked, I went past these two trees I hadn’t walked by in years. These particular trees are deeply intertwined as they share the same roots, you couldn’t separate the two of them if you tried. As I looked at those trees, I was struck by the thought: just like those two trees are so interconnected, in the same way the physical and mental aspects of our lives are also so deeply interconnected. I was noticing how the physical and mental parts of our lives might look different, might feel different, might manifest themselves in different ways, but even so, the work on one area inevitably affects the other. Our physical and mental lives are inseparably intertwined. We couldn’t separate them if we tried, they are interconnected. My dear friends, may we see the work we’re doing in various parts of our lives, and may we celebrate the fact that the work we do in one area of our life inevitably spills into other areas. May we care for our physical and mental selves a little deeper this week, may we see the way the care in one area spills into the other, and may we celebrate the ways we care for ourselves. May we celebrate our interconnected lives a little more this week. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking in the woods the other day. It was a different time of day than I’m normally in the woods. It was near twilight, and I was noticing how the trees looked different in this light, even though they were the same trees I normally walk past. As I walked, I was thinking about last week’s blog post and how frustrating it sometimes feels to know that the work never stops. Last year for a little less than 5 months I was working with a wonderful therapist on some issues that I had going on in my life. I wrote about her I think back in November. I wrote about the way she made me feel heard and seen...the way she listened in a genuine way, the way she showed up in our sessions. Here’s the thing, I haven’t been working with her for the past 8 months, quite a bit longer than I worked with her now...but you know, the tools she taught me, the lessons I learned from those sessions, I use them on a daily basis. I have noticed how I pay more attention to how I am feeling, and how those feelings are manifesting themselves in my body. I have noticed that I am able to speak more clearly and more confidently on the issues I care about, and how I have found my voice in a clearer way. I used to hold pain and tension in my throat, and that pain is no longer there even when I’m having hard conversations. I have noticed how I am able to think more clearly about what I need and want, instead of just going along with others for their benefit. Our weekly sessions have stopped, but the work on my heart and mind continues on. The work never stops my friends...not just in the physical aspects of our life, but also in our minds and hearts. We’ll never get to the place where we say “well, that’s enough, I’ve grown all I’ll grow, I’ve learned all I’ll learn.” The work never stops. The learning and growing never stops...and it shouldn’t. As I walked, I was thinking about those trees, how they were the same but looked different...and about myself, how I am both the same and different. The work in either aspect of our lives isn’t easy, but I think when we show up for it, it can be so deeply rewarding. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends, I am so deeply grateful for you. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I have this keychain. It has an adorable little turtle, and inscribed on the keychain says “It does not matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop.” I was running in the park one afternoon a few weeks ago. It was a hot, muggy day, and frankly, pretty miserable. Why I made the choice to run in the afternoon, well, I’m not quite sure. It sure was gross outside. The day prior, after 15 months of slow as a turtle pace, I finally made Weight Watchers Lifetime...which basically means if I can stay at or below my goal weight, I no longer have to pay for the program and can continue to utilize the program for free. That was really exciting for me not only because I finally reached my goal after 15 months, but also, as I’ve said in a previous post, I recognize I’ll always need the accountability that a program like Weight Watchers or something else brings to the table, and I yet, I really don’t want to have to pay for it anymore. So here I was, miserably running through the park, doing my best to see the beauty around me while recognizing that I was an exhausted, sweaty, gross mess, when I was suddenly struck with the thought: the work never stops. Yes, I reached my goal, and I’m really proud of the work I’ve done and the way I’ve persisted even in hard times. And even at that goal, I will constantly have to show up for myself. I will have to continue to do the work. Even at goal, the work doesn’t stop. Sometimes I wish the work would stop...we all do, right? That’s not life though. My dear friends, can we see the work that needs to be done and show up for it. Can we recognize that the work doesn’t stop? Can we breathe into that work when we inevitably get discouraged about the constant and never-ending nature of it. Can we show up for what needs to be done. I hope you have an amazing week my dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Usually when I write my blog prompts I’m inspired by something, I write the prompt down, and I immediately take a picture to use in the post...but several weeks ago the blog post I had written had been one inspired by a walk with a friend, so I hadn’t gotten a picture of the inspiration while walking. So off I went on my way home from an errand, into the park, to get a particular picture of a particular split in the trail. I got my picture, and, as I didn’t have anything else I needed to be doing, I proceeded to sit on a log for a while….listening to the birds, listening to Rock Creek below me, to the trickle of a stream that was right next to me….just enjoying a beautiful afternoon with the sunlight peeking through the trees and the world bright green around me. . As I sat there, I was suddenly struck with a thought. I have liked every version of Krista before this one, and...as I’m sure you can relate...there have been many versions of Krista before this one. I’ve liked them all. But this version of Krista, this one who has been showing up in honesty and has been doing hard work on herself this past year even when it’s been scary, the one who has been loving the people around her deeply even when it’s hard, and simultaneously loving herself deeply, as I was sitting on that log I realized I like this version of Krista best of all. My dear friends, I hope you can love every version of yourself….no matter where you are on this journey through life. And I hope you can see and celebrate the different versions of yourself in this moment. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I know I’ve talked about this tree previously, the one with the big, unsustainable curve in it. The one that is growing, but in the long run can’t sustain the amount of pressure the curve puts on it. Last I talked about it was the middle of winter, when all the leaves were on the ground. The tree was dormant, movement and growth had slowed to a crawl or stopped. As I was walking through the park the other day, my eyes were drawn back to that tree. The curve is still just as large, or larger, and still just as unsustainable. The tree still slants toward the water in a way that it can’t hope to maintain over the long run. Even so, my eyes were drawn to the leaves, to the green, to the life sprouting from that unsustainable tree. That tree has so much life-giving potential, even though its trajectory was and is unsustainable. Perhaps your life right now feels unsustainable. Perhaps over the long run it is. But even in that state and the knowledge that over the long run something has to shift, I hope you see how much life-giving potential you have right now, in this current state. May we work to find a little more sustainability in our lives, a little more ability to slow down perhaps, and shift where we need to shift...but may we simultaneously celebrate our ability to overstretch at times when needed. I hope you have an amazing week my friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking in the park a few days ago, on a path I’ve walked countless times before, seeing sights I’d seen so many times before, just a regular walk...when there they were. Bright pink, fresh, delicious raspberries on the bush that just days before had been empty. I paused and picked a few ripe berries and ate them, savoring their deliciousness. As I was eating those delicious berries, as I was savoring their taste and enjoying the glee of picking berries from a bush on a path and getting to eat them, I was thinking about how often we can find that sacred in the mundane. When we really look for it, we can see the bliss in the everyday, the glee in the regular. I could have walked past those raspberries. I could have continued on my way without stopping to enjoy those berries. But what would I have been missing if I didn’t slow down, see, and enjoy the joy around me that was there for the taking. May we, this week, see a little more of the sacred in the mundane. May we find the bliss in the everyday, may we see the glee in the regular. May we find joy in our life. May we find it, see it, and carry that joy with us as we move about our week. I hope you have just an amazing week dear friends. Love, Krista  Dear Friends, I walked by this downed tree in the woods several months ago. It was a cold day in the middle of winter, when all the trees were bare and there was little green to be seen….hard to imagine right now. It’s rings told a story of a long and (I assume) beautiful life. It was lying there on the forest floor, having been downed for quite some time. And on that dead, downed tree was growing a beautiful, brightly colored fungus. It stood out brilliantly in the barren woods around it. There it was, in the middle of winter, when all the leaves around it were dead and the forest floor was barren, and that fungus was living and thriving. That fungus was living and thriving because the tree had died and fallen. As I looked at that life, I was thinking about how there are times when things have to fall, when things have to be shed, in order to make room and space for new life, for new opportunities. It doesn’t mean that tree, now dead, was meaningless...it’s time had passed, but even in its passing, it was still used to make something new and beautiful. My dear friends, if there are spaces in your life that need to be shed, I hope you can look at the old and recognize the beauty and meaning in it, even if it’s time to use it to make something new. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Sometimes there’s a fork in the path. My friend and I were walking in the park the other day, having a lovely chat about life. I was telling him about my blog and some of what I write about. As we walked, we happened to be walking down a particular path that I’ve written about many times, and specifically, that steep hill I’ve blogged about a couple of times. I was telling him about those particular blog posts, and as we talked, he turned to me, pointed to that path and the fork in it, and said “but Krista, sometimes you can just turn and take the easier path.” Sometimes we can just turn and take the easier path. And there it was that day, right in front of me. A choice between two paths, one harder, and one easier. That particular day we turned, and we took the easier path....we still had a hill to climb, but it was not quite as steep, not quite as intense as that other path. Sometimes there just isn’t that fork in the path, is there? Sometimes we have no choice but to go up that steep, hard hill. But there are times in life when we have a choice to make, and when we can turn and take an easier path. My dear friends, if you have a choice this week, I deeply hope you can listen, you can discern, and you can know what path you need to be on….whether harder or easier. I hope you have an amazing week my friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, Sometimes when I write these blogs, I have weeks of blog-posts in the queue, waiting to go out. Other times I’m awaiting inspiration at the last minute. I’m sure you can relate, the ebbs and flows of life happen to us all. Several weeks ago was one of those times where I had several posts in the queue. I hadn’t had to think or process for this blog for many weeks in a row...which was really good, because in all honesty I needed some space in life...but then days went by and weeks went by and, well, I still hadn’t been inspired by anything. I started to get a little nervous. Then I went on a slow walk in the woods….and as I was walking, I was recognizing that, because thankfully I had had several weeks in the queue, and because my life had been more than a bit crazy-town, I hadn’t actually allowed myself to slow down at all. I hadn’t been taking time to just allow myself to sit and think. I hadn’t been inspired because I wouldn’t slow down. I hadn’t slowed down because I didn’t want to slow down. Sometimes that’s a defense mechanism, right? At least for me, when life gets overwhelming, it’s sometimes easier to just push through without slowing down and thinking. But what do we lose in the process when we don’t allow ourselves to slow down, to breathe, to process emotions, to sit and think? My dear friends, may we slow down a little more this week, even if it’s scary to do so. May we slow down, breathe a little deeper, and perhaps find a little more inspiration. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends, I am so grateful for each of you. Love Krista  Dear friends, The path isn’t always smooth, is it? Back in December I was out for a jog in Rock Creek. I know I’ve told you before, I don’t like running with distractions….but there are just times when life distracts us. This day in particular was one of those distracted days. As I was jogging, I was building this false narrative in my head. You know the kind, right? I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in this, we’re all human. Anyway, I took a situation I was in, and just built this entirely false story around that situation. Here I was, creating and fabricating this really damaging and detrimental falsehood as I was jogging along. And then it happened. My foot hit some uneven dirt, I rolled my ankle really badly and I went crashing down, flat on my face. I limped back to my car with embarrassment, got home, and sure enough, it was crutches for the weekend and then ice and an ankle brace for the next couple of months. So, not my finest moment, not even in the slightest. However, although embarrassing, that experience has really helped me bring awareness to the false narratives that I sometimes create. That experience has helped me notice more clearly when I am creating something in my head that is fundamentally untrue…and I think the noticing, the awareness, is helping me be better in this area. Certainly, I’m not cured...I don’t think any of us will ever be, but I have been more aware and more able to notice when I’m creating falsehoods and more skillful at pulling myself out of it. Dear friends, can we find a little more awareness in the false narratives we’re building in our heads this week? Can we notice, step back, and recognize when we’re building something that doesn’t serve us or those around us? The path isn’t always smooth, but sometimes the bumps are the help we need to notice and change. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking along the creek the other day, and I stopped at this spot and sat for a while. I was enjoying the sounds and the movement of the water, the birds in the sky, and a generally beautiful day. I was noticing the movement of the water in this particular spot, the flow, the constant state of movement. I was noticing the ease at which the water flowed through and around the rocks, how it picked up speed and momentum as it continued downstream. I noticed a couple of pretty stagnant pools, where the water ceased to flow, where it collected and stayed without speed and momentum. As I sat there, watching the flow and the stagnation, I was thinking about our own movement practices in life. Sometimes we get in the groove, we get in a routine, we get in a flow...and the momentum of our practice just carries us along. It’s easy to find our practice, it’s easy to show up for it. And sometimes we get stuck in that pool, where it is heavy and there is no momentum, where it isn’t easy to get out and it feels daunting and overwhelming to even start a practice. I don’t think this state of flow and stagnation just pertains to our movement practice though, right? There are so many ways in life where we can feel like we’ve found our flow and we can show up to what we’re doing with ease….and then there are those times when it feels so very heavy to even start what we know we need to start. Whether you have found your flow right now, or whether you are fighting stagnation, I hope you can find a little more acceptance and peace in that space. I hope you can see your absolute value and beauty whether in a state of flow or a state of stagnation. Have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, There are so many trees with exposed roots near the creek. Years and years of erosion from the water running through has taken their soil down toward the Potomac. They line the shore, standing strong and firm even with their roots exposed for the world to see...but even in their strength and firmness, there is a vulnerability, there is an element of susceptibility in their exposed roots. I was thinking about those exposed roots the other day while I was walking. It brought to mind a phrase I heard sometime ago...a while ago I heard the phrase “raw spots” when referring to those areas in our lives where we are just more sensitive than other areas. We all have them, right? Those spots, those issues that might make us bristle and jump to defensiveness even when the other party doesn’t mean us harm. Those spots that might cause us pain in ways that similar issues might not cause us that same pain. Perhaps we can see those exposed and raw spots and spaces and be gentle and kind to ourselves in them. Perhaps we can notice them without judgement. Because perhaps as we notice them and see them in a non-judgemental kind of way, perhaps they will become a little less raw, a little less exposed. Dear friends, if you have some spaces in your life that are feeling a little exposed right now, I hope you can be gentle with yourself in those areas. I hope you can see your “raw spots” and treat them with love, kindness and understanding. Have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking down the trail a few weeks ago, a trail I have walked on plenty of times before, but I hadn’t walked down this particular path since spring had sprung. As I walked down the trail, noticing, while it was the same trail I’ve walked many times previously, how very different it looked this particular day, I was reminded of a conversation I had several months ago. Several months ago, one of my dear friends and teachers asked me “If you walk the same trail every Wednesday, is it the same experience?” She went on to say “repetition is not a waste, in fact, it is an indicator of growth….repetition invites self-exploration, confidence building and freedom to express and accept how one relates to and contributes to their own practice.” “Freedom to express and accept how one relates to and contributes to their own practice.” What a beautiful statement, and one that I think extends far beyond a yoga practice and into our every-day lives. How often we demonize and roll our eyes at repetition, perhaps this year more than so many other years. The sameness has taken a toll on so many. But maybe, just maybe we can invite self-exploration, and we can start to see the growth in the repetition. Perhaps we can look at ourselves and those around us a little more deeply and see the change in the sameness, see the growth and newness in the repeating. Perhaps we can look at ourselves a little deeper in the repetition and notice our freedom to express in ways we would not have noticed previously. Dear friends, may we see the repetition in our lives this week, may we notice it, and may we invite a little more self-exploration into that repetition this week. May we invite a little more freedom to express and accept how we relate to and contribute to our own practices and our own lives this week. May we find the beauty in the repetition this week. I hope you have an amazing week dear friends. Love Krista  Dear Friends, I was walking one day, and I noticed this tree growing straight out of a rock. I’m sure it’s roots were in the soil around the rock, but it sure was growing in what looked like a very hard place....like it picked the hardest place possible to set down roots and there it grew. Yes, it looked like a terrible environment, but the tree was growing, it was living, I dare say it was thriving...in that really hard environment. Now, if I was giving that seedling advice when it was just starting out, I would have told it to find a different home, to plant itself in a more welcome environment. But as it was, that tree was living and growing, even in an environment that was less than idyllic. So, please let me caveat, I am not advocating for anyone to stay in a harmful or toxic environment. However, we all know there are times in life when our environment, while perhaps not harmful or toxic, is less than idyllic. I was thinking as I walked, is there a way we can see hardships and less than ideal situations in our own lives, the kind that aren’t toxic or harmful, but might still cause us pain and discomfort...can we see and recognize those and yet still grow and thrive? Can we recognize our ability to live fully even in less than ideal situations, even when life might feel a little painful? May we, this week, see a little more growth, a little more thriving in ourselves even when our situations are less than idyllic. May we find opportunities for full living even in a hard place. Have a wonderful day dear friends, I am so deeply grateful for you. Love Krista  |
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