Sometimes its the Little Things that Give us Hope
Just wrapped up the first weekend of our 300 hour Advanced Teacher Training. After so many months of preparation and planning and all of the other sometimes tedious hard work that went into its creation, I almost forgot about the stunning sweetness that inevitably unfolds once we actually begin.
It was really good timing too, as I was just starting to feel a real sense of discouragement and hopelessness over the state of the world creep into my heart. So grateful for this opportunity to teach and grow and delight in such good company. And so relieved to feel realigned with a deeper truth... where faith and goodness and love can hold our collective pain and where the knowing of that makes it so much easier to lean back into the benevolent and ever present grace.