Nature is quietly doing what it does. Changing, growing, holding.

Side by side on the trail, instead of face to face in a room, the women share their stories of loss. There’s space to pause, to cry, to breathe. Somehow, being outside makes it all feel a little more possible to carry.

Beauty and heartbreak.
Hope and exhaustion.
Moments of joy sitting right next to anger, grief, or uncertainty.

It's all true at the same time.

If you're also having big feelings, you're not wrong and it's not your fault that you feel how you feel.

And I notice that it gets to be really hard, if not impossible, to go about our daily lives and pretend like everything is fine.

Because it's not.

This time of year makes it especially easy to over-do and over-give. To keep pushing, often in service of others.

Liana Naima’s words land deeply for me: “I have never met an over-giver that isn’t starving for their own attention.”

What if this moment, right now, is an invitation to give yourself some of that attention?