If I took a pocket knife and cut through branches, I would see the cambium—green veins still carrying life.
Sometimes equipping yourself can seem like you’re giving in to your fears, but in reality you are using your fear in your favor, molding it into something helpful instead of harmful.
To write is an act of worship. It is meditation and love. It tells lies to find truths. It takes secrets and makes them known.
I think we sometimes try to make others feel guilty for their joy. When we don’t see joy in our own lives, we begin talking down the joy others are experiencing.