Here we are: on the precipice. Such a sweet and heart-opening time, filled with patient anticipation and heavy realism. The two of us teetering on a threshold. Scared to repeat what happened a year ago, but deeply trusting all the messages that have been coming through. She IS coming through. Hand delivered by her brother. Big eyes, bright face, nurturing spirit. She will teach us about the greatest love we've never known. All we have to do is observe, open up, and let the process unfold. We are all birthing something new.

Here we are: holding onto each other with a tenderness and ease that speaks to our just-about 16 years together. Skin to skin-- bellies, arms, legs, hair, stretch marks, big toe. A bit weathered and aging, but more in love with our strength and vulnerability than ever. Beacons through our growth and anchors through our loss. We expand and shift to accommodate. We tear down and rebuild to start over. We weather every storm. We celebrate the rain. Our together-dance brings the fucking thunder.

Here we are: waiting for a new life to come to our world. Our love creates love. Forever expansive and beautiful-- just getting ready to take the fool's leap to the other side-- from a family of three to a family of four. You, me, Callum, and Bea. In flesh and in spirit. Forever in love with the magnificence of one another and fully trusting of the journey that is unfolding. Side by side, hand in hand. We love deeply and wildly.

Our babies have been our greatest teachers. The wise ones who brought us closer to ourselves and closer to understanding unconditional love. One on the spirit realm and one on the physical plane, we honor them for their tenacity, grit, and guidance. Our little bodhisattvas bringing their lessons of enlightenment and compassion. Us... silly flawed people.

Last year I was apprehensive, but this year I'm ready. What do you have for us today?