Monthly Blog Series 2025
I really do not know. But it feels like good advice to lead with your heart. You can also lead with your feet and hands and trust they will lead you where your heart wants to go. The Sufi poet Rumi wrote, ”between heart and heart, there is a window.” That's the heart space where we can see each other and hear each other without armour and without weapons. And there is always something to be grateful for. Always. I learn that lesson more fully each time I meet another one of life’s curves like a whirling dervish.
My heart is like a singing bird.
My post today is about gratitude and as I wrote it, a really spectacular photograph came to mind. One that evoked gratitude in me. It was passed around social media feeds in 2021 and it likely will resurface to get passed around again because it resonates with some deep truth. (This is why we still watch shakespearean plays and listen to Mozart.) It’s an image of a bird singing in the morning light on a cool day. Simple. Commonplace. But the temperature, the light, and the timing of the photographer coalesced to capture the brief cloud that the singing bird’s warm breath made in the cold air. You might have seen it! And doesn’t it evoke a shock of realization: a bird’s breath fogs in the air the same way mine and yours does when it’s cold.