A Meandering Not-Yet-Irish Story, Perhaps
Quarter-assing-it became a delightful theme, and I aim to carry it onward in community lore.
Quarter-assing-it became a delightful theme, and I aim to carry it onward in community lore.
Last week I mentioned to you that in the inner journey I undertook in order to take to the sea, I developed a new relationship with fear. This is something folks are often interesting in, so I thought I'd share a little more.
A single bee or a single nodule of honeycomb is a small thing; in the hive lies the glory; it's about the interconnectedness, the whole.
Curiosity is a way to keep reaching toward that, reaching toward the vastness, reaching toward the mystery, reaching toward the wonder, staying open to the idea that I do not know. It's both unifying and humbling and profound way
I'm tickled about the unprecious way I've gone about this precious first season – it's a joy to strike blows against perfectionism.