there is

there is gratitude following a rough few weeks that culminated with that moment on my knees when tears of frustration poured down and I threw my hands in the air asking, "is this a joke?"

there is a lesson in cultivating a spirit of self-love while currently working on a most wonderful project, occasionally waking up in the middle of the night in a sweat of panic and calling friends to stress that "I'm freaking out!" in what I believe has become my signature shrieking voice.

there is joy (and magic) in acknowledging the things that are important to you and clearing space around them, whether you're recycling old furniture, trying to make a difference in someone else's life or planning a date night with your loved one.

Maasai marathon (via Kathya)