Let's NOT hate the year 2016. Instead let's embrace it for all its got. Yesterday, I was pretty pissed off at the universe. I was beginning to feel that it was noticing my efforts of navigating through pain and loss with Grace, and it wanted to challenge me even more. As if somehow it was out to personally get me and prove to me that it could in fact break me after all. You see last year at this time, I had an incredibly sick child that sent us to the hospital more than once

When our heart is shattered, sometimes the response is to close the heart and allow it to harden, to feel less pain. But if we allow the heart to remain open and to soften, the delicateness of this life can be fully experienced. I was out recently walking my dogs as I do every day and as I turned the corner, I came across my neighbor, crying and standing over her dog who was dying and unable to move. My heart screamed at not wanting to allow yet another pain to enter and eve

Little is often enough. A few years ago, I remember seeing a yoga teacher hang these words onto the wall of the studio as she was preparing for class. What a delightful and simple reminder. These words still flash through my head in moments I struggle with feeling that I am not enough or that what I do isn't enough. And now that the holiday season has set upon us, I am constantly struck by the irony of it all. That it is a season meant to bring stillness, joy, and peace.