The seed head of a dandelion is a terribly fragile thing—the slightest breath of wind can blow it all apart. Which is exactly what it was meant to do. If it were tough and sturdy, no new dandelions would ever get planted.
How have you brought new life from the places where you’ve felt most fragile?
There is a world more lovely than the world you live in. There is a door to that world. The door is in every wall. It is always open.
What door do you long to walk through?
The ocean is an unimaginably vast place for a tiny creature to venture out in alone. But sometimes home is just really, really big.
What holds your largest sense of home?
We take this day in the United States to honor all those who have given their lives in military service. May we additionally honor all the others who willingly walk into harm’s way to keep others safe and free, from fire fighters and police officers to whistle blowers and protesters against injustice.
Who do you honor for their willingness to risk themselves for the sake of others?
Anyone who has been to the beach with a child knows that sand in the air equals sand in the hair. If you have been to the beach with a child, you probably also know that there is no point in trying to control where the sand goes. Might as well enjoy the mess, and enjoy the lingering sand as a memento of a lovely day.
What kind of mess do you enjoy?
