It’s hard not to notice how much our world needs more of this kind of love right now.

It made me consider how often we hide our own value behind fear or anxiety. How often we mistake visibility for worth. How often we stay safely busy, moving just enough to avoid being fully seen — to avoid the light.

Let this matter.
Let this hold.
Let this feel like love.
And it does.

She made authenticity look effortless. She gave permission for all of us—especially women—to be exactly who we are, without apology or pretense.

It has been a colossal reordering of my world. My friend’s words were spot on.

The quiet times allow me to think, and overthink — guilty as charged — and so I share with you some of my thoughts and insights gifted to me from the sandy shores of a small spit of land 30 miles from the Massachusetts coastline.