Hello, friend.
Here is this morning's sunrise over Miami Beach (no filter, just pure warmth.) Sometimes when everything else feel like it's in pieces, I take comfort in knowing that the sun will keep rising and setting each day.
And on cloudy days, I tell myself: the sun is up there, Liza. It's just obscured by clouds right now. But it's there.
This is obviously such a good metaphor for basic goodness, or God, or the benevolent power of the universe, or whatever you believe, but I take comfort in its very literalness: the sun rises in the sky each morning. ☀️We find buoyancy where we can, don't we?
Okay, here's your 5 things for the week. ⏬
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