A woman in my meditation circle passed away, and our group gathered to grieve. As I shared a small story about her, a bee buzzed around each of us—one by one—then disappeared. A reflection on loss, presence, and the sweetness we choose to seek.

Feeling stuck between where you are and where you’re going? Here are two reminders that bring me peace: do your part and let the universe meet you, and trust your soul knows the way (imrama).

What if the uncomfortable feelings aren't something to fix? What if they just want to be seen?