May all our defeats help us grow. May none of our failures be true failures but springboards catapulting us into a better life, a better, more daring self.
May we lean in close to the ones we love and let them feel our devotion. May we let passion and compassion take greater roles in our lives and be unafraid.
May our lives be filled with confidence, truthfulness & acceptance and let us be free of shame. May our lives have room for fun and prioritize those we love.
May we never be tethered to those who might sling dirt when we stumble but may our faces be marred with the dirt of the arena of life. May we live daringly and greatly and may we love and work and write and create and raise and learn and be with the confidence of those who know that to stumble is not to fall and to err means that we are in the game. I hope you choose to fight and to play and to take part not from the sidelines but truly in the core of your best life.
Before my diagnosis I had the chance to hike to and walk the longest suspension bridge in Oregon. Since then, a boulder has fallen and altered but not destroyed the falls beneath it. Much like that, my life had been full of adventure and daring greatly before the boulder fell and my body was altered, but not destroyed. Now I dare myself to write, to share, to reach out. I am suspended in my art and I feel exhilirated. May we all find our challenges and rise to meet them with joy and courage.
Lots of Love,