I am in a season of reflecting on my habits and spiritual and emotional reflexes. I have opened my hands and am looking so carefully at all of it, and really seeing what serves me, what stifles me, and what sustains my highest purpose. In this process, I am learning to also own the things I am not willing to walk through my journey without, and honor those things daily. Sisterhood is pretty high up there, and making time to really disrobe (figuratively and literally) and connect with other women who I love and cherish so deeply is a practice that is a priority. To strip the layers of polite small talk away and care for one another right up close once in awhile? That is life giving and sacred and messy and funny and I'm so grateful for the sisters who hold hands with me, as I find my way back Home.