I have an admission: Summer is not my favorite season. For the rest of the month, while I’m eating sweet corn and peaches like they’re going out of style, I’ll be simultaneously opening my periphery to these first wisps of Fall.

The story goes that
the stars align when
babies are born and
magic is made –

Reflecting on this topic of balm brings me to memories from childhood when I would fall off the jungle gym or take a spill from my bike …

For the last three months, I’ve found myself consistently returning to topics that have to do with the multitude of complex, confronting emotions that so many of us are doing our best to navigate as the world seems to be coming undone at the seams.