And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart…
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy…
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit…
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
To date, I’ve been so fortunate to…
I felt compelled to write these things down as an exercise in self-encouragement, because now it’s time for the biggest challenge of my life so far:
…I’ve adopted a dog.
No, I don’t think I’m being dramatic. Caring for a pet is a really big responsibility—it’s essentially another creature relying solely on you in order to live. While I’m terrified, I’m excited for this next chapter in my adult life. And when she looks at me with her big brown eyes, I know it’ll all be worth it.
Lots of pictures to come, Tumblr. Stay tuned.
The real object of our love is not outside of us, the real object of our love is ourselves. We have to know how to love ourselves, know how to return to our true nature, to see the wholesome, the good, the true, and the beautiful within us.
Today was the LIVESTRONG Challenge in Austin, Texas. My Survivor Summit teammates and I had a chance to reunite several months after summitting Kilimanjaro together to fight cancer. I had a blast seeing my teammates again and riding bicycles with them, too!
And while not everyone could make it out to Austin, we were still together in spirit—evidenced most poignantly by (our summit guide/expedition leader) Chris Warner’s message to us on Saturday morning:
"…make us proud this weekend. i am sitting below everest and thinking about all of you. Chris"
It’s pretty incredible that we spent a little less than two weeks together as a group, and that we’ve been fortunate enough to leave imprints on each other’s lives. And while we never may be teammates climbing a 19,341 foot peak again, one thing is for certain:
We are all friends for life, and partners in climb.
…and now, before this post gets too cheesy, this was the follow up message from Chris’ original, just a few hours later:
"just getting back to the tea house from everest base camp. hopefully you miscreants aren’t still at the bar. but if you happen to be have a beer for me."
Ah yes, my teammates and I had plenty of fun, and we are thick as thieves.