I think it’s beautiful the way you dance in the chaos, just between the silence and the noise, just between the colors and the gray. I think it’s brave the way you bounce between madness and grace, the way you touch the music and hold the lyrics. It’s stunning to me the way you sing to fill in the blank moments, where walls are bare and rooms are empty, and yet your heart is the fullest thing I’ve ever seen, with colors spilling across those walls as if you carry the ocean and sky all at once. And the universe makes waves to applaud the storm in you. You, such a beautiful disaster, with your heart that pounds like thunder to break apart the white noise and your eyes that call like a warning with the most beautiful lightning show I have ever seen. I see you coming, love, all the way from bottom, back to the top to rise, and god, what a gift to watch and learn the story behind your healing. Keep going. I am learning from you.