Been thinking a lot about our human celebrations of rebirth, which has sprung with the goofy, glorious overabundance that is spring in the Keys. While writing memoir at this time, I am reminded of how we dig from the deep, sleeping earth of our memories our ancient material to rebirth, rework and re-see.

Sharing this image from This Sunday’s Marginala from Maria Popova.

“TO TRAVERSE THE UNCERTAIN WITHOUT SINKING…”