Smiling through our tears, laughing through our losses,

moving through our grief and walking with our nonsense.


Singing through our senses, keeping company with meaning.

exploring curiosity, playfulness and dreaming.


Looking through fresh eyes and listening through our body,

Letting through what asks for air ~ just being with . . . something.


Knowing that we have a voice and standing up with kindness,

allowing what we cannot see to educate our blindness.


Feeding what will nourish us and opening new pages, 

 Breathing though our fear

of fear.

Living through our changes.