compassion

Dear Ones,

​This season of life is so layered for us all. Learning to navigate things from what’s been thrown our way, to what’s been taken away, to what’s been gifted, and what is dearly missed...my mantra of “there is no script to life” has never felt more true.

And: to navigate it all as a community, "alone yet together", as they say, invites in space for much perspective shifting and reevaluating.

Marriage is a journey. Pandemics, apparently, can trigger new challenges and questions, tensions, needs, and fears. oh gosh, the fears. Ours is no exception. The smiling images and giggle filled videos shared publicly are very real examples of the private joy that fills our days together. But, they aren’t the whole story. They don’t need to be.

Compassion is in our blood, we are born with it. We bring it to life through play and creating new experiences in the midst of all the repetitions. We share it through connecting with good friends and family in ways we are able, humbled there are modern alternatives where there never used to be. And we strengthen compassion's power in choosing to do things that are helpful, appreciating what we have, creating more than criticizing, contributing more than we consume - be it physically, emotionally or energetically in the spaces around us.

Attention, affection, appreciation. AAA roadside partnership assistance is always there, with no usage limits. Have you used them today?

Happiness takes practice.

(thanks for practicing with me, bubba. I love you.)

in gratitude,

trish
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