A friend of mine asked if I’d write someone else’s words of wisdom in my own hand and gift it to her for her birthday. The birthday came and went. It didn’t get done. I’m writing this instead.

Speak from the heart not from the head. That means breathe. Listen. Listen to your breath. Can you hear your heart? Mine tells me to give more take less. don’t take no for an answer. be the answer to my own prayers . Then answer someone else’s. my heart says no boundaries when it comes to compassion and strict borders when it comes to judgment. It reminds me to walk a mile in someone else’s moccasins , especially if they don’t fit. I hear my heart singing for truth and celebrating diversity.. I hear it quietly accepting my own limitations and those of others and forgiving us, all. My heart rejoices with the innocent and reveres the wisdom of my elders. It shouts encouragement and promises deliverance. It whispers yes. Make love. Give love. Be love. My heart reminds me to appreciate today, this moment, each beat a gift.

I hear it whisper yes. And sometimes I hear it breaking.