pleasure as an inroad to joy

We talk a lot about joy here, ever since Handsome and I both received separate messages, “Count it All Joy” and “Choose Joy” during the same excruciatingly hard week, several years ago. Everything we have learned and put into practice…

hard to know what to say

The days since last Friday feel, collectively, like months. They also feel like one immense monolith of a single day that afforded no reprieve. They also feel like the Twilight Zone. An alternate reality. I opened my planner for the…