For when the weight of the past is ready to be set down.
Forgiveness is not an event. It is a practice. It is the slow, often difficult work of acknowledging what was, and choosing to begin again anyway.
The Companion
The third volume of I Am Becoming — for the season of carrying, of staying with yourself through the healing, and of learning to trust the road again.
Words for the Work of Letting Go
Beginning Again
A reflection on apology, grace, and the practice of starting over — even when the past feels too heavy to leave behind.
Always More Than I Think
On the discovery that we are larger than our mistakes and deeper than our regrets.
The Door That Keeps Opening
On the gradual arrival of light and the patience required to let the old stories fade.
Present Without Presence
A poem for the shapes that absence takes, and the quiet work of making peace with what is no longer there.
For the Work of Staying
Learning to stand in the wreckage and the beauty alike — and finding that you are still here.
Stay close to the work.
For occasional letters from the work — words to accompany you as you practice beginning again.
Forgiveness is not for the other person. It is the gift you give to your own future self.