A Check-In and An Invitation

Honour the Longing to Express Yourself

All my life, longing lived inside me, rising up like nocturnes to wail and sing through the night. That my husband bent his heart to mine on our thin straw mat and listened was the kindness I most loved in him. What he heard was my life begging to be born.  ~Sue Monk Kidd

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