Good morning, Mollie ✨

I like what you wrote about the scales in law — that image of balance feels so aligned with the Middle Way. It’s beautiful that you’re finding your own version of it, both in your studies and within your family. And I agree with you: we all topple to extremes at times, and then slowly learn how to stand in the middle with more steadiness.

As for my sister — the conversations are kind, but they don’t quite bring comfort yet. I think my body still associates “family” with a certain background hum of anxiety. But it’s still good to have that small thread of connection.

Speaking of toppling to extremes, I had a bit of a scare last night. Bogart managed to chew on a pill bottle on the dresser, and I wasn’t sure whether he swallowed any. It gave me quite a fright. Thankfully, he’s completely himself this morning — he’s actually asleep on my lap as I write this. Puppies do love to chew anything within reach, and I just didn’t expect a pill bottle to be one of those things.

Did you ever have a pet? I don’t remember if we talked about that.

Be well, Mollie. 💘🧡✨