There is a certain freedom that comes when we cover our thoughts in gratitude. The knots of discontentment unravel, the ache of disappointment is given perspective, and the long roads of waiting become sprinkled with reminders of what is already good…
Read MoreI knew that I needed to face silence—or really, to just face myself—and that I needed to uproot unhelpful thoughts that had taken me captive. To physically write these thoughts onto paper gave them less power and space in my mind…
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