The best things in life aren’t things. They are the complex relationships and experiences we are given on a daily basis. Raw, messy, painful love. Heartbreak. Birth. Death. The chance to touch another human being. They are present in our beloved pets, in crisp pink clouds at dawn, and in the wild beauty of the desert swirling with bright stars. They glow inside the limited number of chances we have to tell our mothers (or fathers) we love them. They live inside the quiet willingness we exhibit in risking our hearts, in being seen, in openly giving of ourselves without expectation of a return. … More Initiations