Wednesday 11 May 2016
Most days, I am all about words and naming things.
Most days, I am all about the right questions. Asking Why and How in the right combination helps people identify passions and path.
But today, questions do not serve.
Today, there are no words, only sorrow bleeding out the edges.
Today the blue skies and sun make no sense.
Today dear friends are experiencing deep loss.
And so we’ll sit, hearts rent open and bear witness.