The last couple of weeks of headlines have been very anxiety inducing but the have also been a welcome reminder of the work left unfinished.

The breath holds so much power. When all else feels out of control I have been returning to my breath, the steady reminder that I am still here, I am alive and okay. As long as the next breath comes there is still hope and that is all I need.

“Why doesn’t constant trampling defeat the dandelion? The key to its strength is its long and sturdy root, which extends deep into the earth. The same principle applies to people. The true victors in life are those who, enduring repeated challenges and setbacks, have sent the roots of their being to such a depth that nothing can shake them.” -Daisaku Ikeda