In my formative 20's, I experience a deep personal struggle surrounding a family tragedy. My dad attempted suicide, attempted being the operative word; he went on to live a full life pursuant to his soul’s destiny. For those of us caught in his storm, it was a pivotal moment. We each wrestled differently with the turbulence that ensued, no doubt the emotions present echoing what may have been the very same ones that led him to his choice - the mirror present, yet not necessarily easy to gaze into.

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​At some point along the way, a dear friend and mentor asked me “do you want your life to be defined by the struggles you’ve had and how you overcame them, or whether you loved regardless?”

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The question itself anchored my spiritual trajectory; I fully embraced this first step in beginning a new relationship with the nature of unconditional love and forgiveness. Regardless of story or circumstance, would I step toward those qualities or turn away?

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​Along the way, the truth has revealed itself repeatedly: neither love nor forgiveness is complicated. What I/we attach to them can be, and sorting that out is a worthwhile journey to embark upon.

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