There is a small, almost invisible moment each morning when the heart is especially impressionable. Before the armor goes on, the mind tightens around the day’s responsibilities, and before the world rushes in. What we place in that moment matters.
The Soft Art of Subtraction
There’s a funny thing that can happen when life finally offers us a rare bit of breathing room. Retirement, a quieter season, a shift in what tugs at our days. Suddenly there’s space. A clearing. And many of us, raised in the great tradition of noble overextension, react to that clearing with a kind of internal alarm: Quick! Fill it before someone notices!
