Taking responsibility for my own state has been a moment-by-moment affair this week.
Image from this morning’s walk with James; Dale Ball trails in Santa Fe.
Saved by words written hundreds of years ago, by cactus blooms in the early morning, and by the company of my son’s dad as our friendship blooms too, I’m prioritizing an hour-by-hour commitment to my internal peace.
It’s mostly a practice of forgiveness.
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