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Posted by Randalyn Hill on November 5, 2019

Love is.

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our world is hurting. immensely hurting. the truth is that we're facing a centuries-old fight, and for a long time, we weren't winning. however, many of us became complacent with our comfort and stood silent as police brutality rose. but, as the numbers rise and social media captures the disgraceful behavior of our fellow americans; action is taking the place of silence, voices that were once muted are now screaming. it breaks my heart to realize that this is a new concept to some people; but, before i judge, i'm remembering that this once was a new concept to me. the reality is that we now must take a stand against racial discrimination and racism, and we must step towards racial reconciliation. but, i urge you not to simply do something about it. i ask you to let this experience change you, to help you become someone who creates a new, better system. i ask you to become a person who acts justly and loves mercy, grace, and peace. my hope is that each and every one of you will allow yourself to ditch the preconceived notions you learned about races and become someone who can listen, ask thoughtful questions, and stay curious. and most importantly, as we continue on this journey, i challenge you to do it with someone. if you can commit to taking one single human with you on this journey, the world will undoubtedly become a brighter place.

rainy days are only made better by bright blooming flowers

today started out with a sunrise like no other. it’s ending with me spending over 2 hours waiting on a @walmart pickup order. I guess you have to take the good with the bad?🤷🏻‍♀️

even in quarantine celebrate your good hair days 🙌

@rambleandcompany hitting the nail square on the head. If you’re looking for something to help you dig deep and find clarity, this book has been an incredible blessing to me over these past few weeks. I encourage you to check them out and #rambletogether

🌸bloom baby, bloom🌸

couldn’t resist. just a girl chasing sunsets 🌅

I’m officially in love with this piece from @sketchonellsworth 😍

cleaning up my desktop and I found this photo from my #indianapolis trip with @jasminkhoo to see @thebandcamino last year. We should do it again sometime in the too far away future ❤️ #staygreen #car #justforyou11

Yesterday, on a walk around my favorite lake, I was amazed at how calm the water was. It takes about 15 minutes to get the whole way around the lake, the longer I walked next to the still water, the more I struggled to understand why I couldn't stop looking at it. I began to reflect, and I realized it's because we automatically lean into movement. Common practice is to busy ourselves from the moment that our feet hit the floor until our head hits the pillow. In a lot of ways, that's what the lake does. It moves with the world around it. When the world moves, it moves. When the world is quiet, it sits still. I spent a lot of time trying to understand what made the still lake so intriguing to me. It was the depth of clarity. The lack of movement allowed me to treasure each little plant popping up and each fish swimming around. It showed me the pollution that encroached on its perfect little ecosystem. In the mess of movement, I've never noticed what goes on beneath the waves, I've only ever seen the surface, but what's beneath the surface is where the beauty and the scars hide. I felt assurance in knowing the lake wasn't just weathering storms; it was growing in the still moments of tranquility. The same is true in our lives. Movement is a distraction from the depth. It takes away from the beauty and the battles we're facing. Excessive movement creates distance in our relationships. Action becomes a barrier of entry around our hearts. Today, I challenge you to take a moment and reject movement; it doesn't have to be for an extended period of time but reject it long enough to catch a glimpse of the clarity waiting for you on the other side of the waves.

I’m a sucker for a sunset and a back road.😍

happy 1 year anniversary to my main man . I don’t even know where to beginning talking about this last year. all I can say is that I’m happy I had you by my side. . love you lots, Benjamin ❤️

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