"hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune-without the words, and never stops at all" -Emily Dickinson
Hope has been sitting heavy on my heart lately. And it's a huge span of hopes that lay in my heart. Hope that my father will heal quickly, hope that my work will be well received at upcoming shows, hope that friendships can heal, hope that my children will stay well and so very happy, hope that this Christmas season will be a little less stressful than the last, like I said....there is a wide range of expectations to be fulfilled right now. But the one constant in all this my strong belief that my heart will know when the expectations are too high, or whether they need to be let go.
So, how well do you know your heart these days?
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