December Journal: On Discernment, Seasons & the Quiet Knowing We’ve Forgotten
Lately, I’ve been reflecting on discernment — a word that used to sound heavier than it actually is. We use it as if it belongs only to ancient sages or scholars, but really, discernment is simply the ability to see clearly in a noisy world.
When Compassion Calls Quietly
There are moments in life that arrive without announcement. Small, quiet openings where someone else’s world brushes against yours, and for a second, everything slows. Today, I found myself standing inside one of those moments — unexpected, tender, and deeply human.
Garden Notes: August
August in the English garden is a time of pause and plenty. The air feels full—rich with the hum of bees, the scent of lavender warming in the sun, and the rustle of leaves as the breeze shifts gently through them. The days stretch out with generous light, inviting us to linger outdoors longer, to take slow breaths and notice how alive everything is.