While we were traveling, I kept having this both-and feeling.
How could I feel so much love, see so much beauty, experience so much joy and yet at the very same time, feel grief and fear and deep sadness about what was happening in Charlottesville?
Every day was a practice in opening up to both-and.
It sometimes feels like it would be easier to go with either-or. To go all in with one and ignore the other. But that’s not the way life works.
Life is light and dark
Life is joy and grief.
Life is beauty and ugliness.
Life is both-and.