Kindness doesn’t shout.

It doesn’t need to.

It moves like water—

quiet, persistent,

carving beauty into the hardest places.

It is the hand that doesn’t let go,

the word that softens the edge,

the stranger who sees you

when you feel invisible.

Kindness is not weakness.

It is courage wrapped in gentleness,

a strength that doesn’t bruise.

And it is contagious—

one light

awakening another.

~nina

I bear witness to all the kindness I see…

inquiry for today~ may your unique heart know no barriers today…

some finer day…

What if joy is not only entangled with pain, or suffering, or sorrow,

but is also what emerges from how we care for each other through those things?

~Ross Gay