Dinner was beautiful. A nice evening, bold flavors, shared stories of challenge & success, and laughter with friends who are in simlar trenches.
The meal came with this quote came tucked in tableware:
“Work. Keep digging your well. Water is there somewhere.”
It stayed with me—not just because it was wise, but because it met me in a season that’s been full of effort. Of showing up. Of planting without certainty of the harvest.
Sometimes the "work" looks like paperwork. Sometimes it’s holding space for someone else’s doubt. And sometimes (thankfully) it’s slowing down enough to taste grilled tomatoes, warm bread, and ice cream dusted with pistachios.
Reflection: What’s keeping you digging right now? And what’s nourishing you while you do?
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