Hurt can blast us from the inside like one dozen sticks of dynamite… Not enough to bring the building down, but just right for taking out the walls on the eighth floor.
The solemn stillness after an explosion is eerie, and in those times - I find myself holding a breath just to see if I can deepen the silence.
A few things that I've learned from a life full of surprises:
- It's ok to let yourself live with the open space for a bit.
- Remember to step gently when you make the first moves amidst the rubble.
- Know that the void can be filled when you’re ready, but there’s really no rush until the cloud of dust has settled.
Eventually, I think that heartbreaks can make space for boldness & grace.
The vacuum caused by sadness can suck in some pretty scary stuff, but if we feed it with nourishment instead of numbing, the best you've got will always be more than good enough.
Hoping that courage and mercy are washing over you in the best way today, and you know I'm always here if you need someone to cheer you on this week!
XOXO - Jessie Pepper