Sometimes, it’s hard to let yourself crack. To crack open to your tenderness, tucked safely behind walls of protection. To crack into the gooey center of your humanity, and stay sensitive to both the cheeky grin on your beautiful puppy’s face, and the faces of Ukrainian children cradled in fear.
When things fall apart: Dance Temple #2
When things fall apart: Dance Temple #2
When things fall apart: Dance Temple #2
Sometimes, it’s hard to let yourself crack. To crack open to your tenderness, tucked safely behind walls of protection. To crack into the gooey center of your humanity, and stay sensitive to both the cheeky grin on your beautiful puppy’s face, and the faces of Ukrainian children cradled in fear.