On my birthday, I woke up and ran 6km and, because I've had to heal different parts of my body, this run felt like an achievement. I've been navigating the concept of discipline as I face setbacks (big and small) and I thought I'd share something I recorded a while ago. It does get messy, but there is also joy, peace, and love in the midst of it all.

Oh, by the way, the poem is by Caitlyn Siehl, "It ends, or it doesn't". I hope you keep it as a reminder on really hard days or moments; It ends or it doesn't.