What if every time you spoke to someone, you first stopped to remind yourself that the person you’re about to speak to is a human, just like you? With feelings, with needs, with scars, with longings, with heart . . .

And that to be human is a miracle. Sometimes a powerful miracle. Sometimes a fragile miracle.

What if every word you spoke–every look you gave–to another human honored this shared divine humanness?

What would you say differently? What would you stop saying? What would you say more?

namaste

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I write about the weirdness of being human. I hope a few of my words help a few of your moments in this wonderful and confusing adventure we call life. We need each other.
Mental health is deeply important, and it’s good for us to have open conversations about it. But I am not a therapist or a doctor–and you need both. I hope what I write complements the care and advice you get from licensed professionals, but never replaces it. Wishing you the best!
My opinions are my own and do not represent my employer.

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