Commune.

It has been a while and I feel like I've been on at least five hundred journeys. Mostly through the field of the mind.

Not giving up is the hardest part of everything. Not throwing in the towel or walking away.

But I find myself more and more surrounded by my community- at some points it feels like they are the ones holding me up, they are the ones whispering the true good things in my ears. And slowly but surely it is seeping into my skin. I am learning to love and be loved. I am learning to struggle in the context of community, in the context of unconditional acceptance.

So this post is in honor of you- who span out wings of protection, who send words of encouragement and who see past the messiness to the possibilities. I am able to see God through you, I am able to hope again.


J.