Sometimes life brings flow
And sometimes life brings storms
Sometimes life serves creative bursts
And Sometimes life serves humble pie
Sometimes life serves softening
Sometimes life serves a river of tears

Every single day
For the last year
I've been thanking Hashem for what is consistent

Because even when the menu changes -
life keeps serving me the same holy offering, each day:

Choice.

Not the illusion of control,
but the permission to respond

Thank You, Hashem,
that I get to choose
my attitude
In each moment

That I get to choose
my perspective-
to widen the lens,
to remember this moment is not the whole story.

That I get to choose my second thought,
Even when my first may be a reaction
My nervous system created to survive
I get to create a space for my second thought
a pause after the reaction, space for wisdom

Thank You that I get to feel my feelings
without being managed by them -
to feel is to heal
That is how I choose to live

Thank You for the permission
To choose
Botb adventure
AND to rest

Thank You for the responsibility
to steward my energy like a sacred resource,
To invest it in what is alive and aligned.

And thank You, Hashem,
that no matter what today serves,
I still get to create
meaning from it all
beauty and
light from the raw materials of real life.
In reality, of reality

This is not bypassing the storm.
This is dancing inside it.
This is faith with muddy feet and a steady heart.

And for that choice,
again and again,
I say thank You

Every single day,
for this entire year -
I have been held by something unwavering.

Thank You, Hashem,
for what does not fluctuate.

That I get to Choose
whether I harden or soften
when life applies pressure.

Thank You that I can feel everything-
rage, grief, longing, joy-
without any of it defining the totality of who I am.

Thank You for teaching me and helping me show others
that energy gets to be stewarded, and does not need to be spent on perfection,fixing, or proving- just Being

To create faith without "guarantees" or "proof"
To create again and again
from the inside out.

This is the miracle:
No matter what the day brings
There is always choice
To be with what IS

Only always, never not