More

More is tough. If we obsess over more we often end up appreciating less. If we accept meidocricity and forgo effort then we sink into struggle instead of rising from it. We often need the desire for more to pull us out of the trenches and into action. Given the right context more is often the difference between dreaming and doing.

I’ve always felt like there is more for me in this world. I desire to share more with others because in doing so I taste the sweetness often spoken of but rarely consumed. My more is  not me center stage. My more is me and you. My more is connection. My more more is fika.

Mamas, join me for more on June 12th. Details here.

Because we need to celebrate one another more, because this way is magic, and because coffee is my love language.