Joy does not come in the absence of pain. It is not something we earn when we have finally smoothed out all the rough edges. No, joy is born in the very center of it all—when we allow discomfort to exist without resistance, when we find within ourselves…

Hi friends, near and far. I know I talk regularly about courage here. And this latest letter is a small piece of why. Step inside my own current practice of courage and witness a letter I wrote to many parts of myself — the littlest Tonyalynne, the young adult parts, the self-protective parts, the grieving parts, and to the one I am becoming. Maybe you’ll find a piece of your own truth in here too. Always with you in the genuine practice that sets us all free…

The world tells you that winter is only a passageway to spring but I know it doesn’t always feel that way. It can feel like an eternity of bare branches, dark news, and heavy skies, like joy is something that happened to someone else in another lifetime. But there is something else I want you to know…

A classic side-eye never goes out of style and is the best way to throw shade…plus, 22 more things I’ve learned from my dog.