Chaos. Compassion. Courage. Communion.
For the longest time I coveted grounded, graceful, gentle.
I even tried it on, but before long chaos reigned.
Turns out my wild heart can't be tamed.
It can be bribed with chocolate.
From little things, big things grow
Truth. In this case it means, be gentle with me. I am re-building my blog for the umpteenth time. This time I am building it myself, directed only by my deepest yearnings, in the time I have between playing with startups, building charities and raising children.