Mexico in two.

"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all."
— Emily Dickinson

 I have solicited the help of Radiohead and The National

to get me through today. Its certainly not been easy.

Sometimes it takes a crash to feel hope.

Last night sitting in the parked car with two dear friends, 

I felt both the impact of despair and the blossoming of hope

as uplifting words filled and swirled around the car

[the scene of many wonderful and 

vulnerable conversations this summer]

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I am so anxious to head to the airport 

there is nothing as freeing as traveling

it gives perspective and builds strength - sometimes

in ways you dont realize until much later.

Here's to hope even when you're broken

and strength even when you're a little lost.

photo from UK Harper's Bazaar, found here.