hello
I remember being about 4 years old and having this inner pondering of why couldn’t adults agree on things, why was there hurt and yelling, why can’t they share their true deep feelings to help understand each other. It was sad and confusing. I just wanted for each person to be held. So much grief was bottled up. And yet, it all seemed within reach. But it required ‘scary’ honesty and courage. And some other resources, – I see it now.
I still believe in possibility of understanding and connection and great transformations when truths and values are brought to light and are held with care. And this is my purpose.