For a long time I measured good weeks by how much I got done. Lately I have been measuring them by how present I felt.
Rest, faith, time with the people I love and small rituals like a slow Sunday morning are what make the busy days possible.
You cannot show up fully for anything if you never show up for yourself.
This is a reminder to myself as much as anyone: the life is the point. The work is part of it, not all of it.
