dimming = mediocrity

I believe this with my whole heart, but I've been especially thinking about this when it comes to being a parent. I wonder about the ways in which we invite mediocrity not just into our own lives when we dim our lights, but also into the lives of our kids. They need our example of shining brightly so that the nuances of mediocrity aren't in their everyday examples, in their homes, in their upbringing. 
One of my greatest wishes is to create a home in which our son True sees our light and in turn has full permission and expression to burn his own. I want that kind of brightness in our home. I want that kind of aliveness. I want that kind of energy. 

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And speaking of True, he's almost two, has started pretend play, can't get enough back rubs, and is the sweetest spirit I know. He makes be want to be better. Major inspiration.


Here's to shining brightly, friends!