It is easy in the balance of love and labor to get lost. Easy to strip away at the edges of your self, erode the contours of your own identity, and submit to an external force. Easy too, to cherish constants and known quantities, to push away change, risk, and leaps of faith. There is always a rationale, a tempered medium, a more selfless way to frame things. And then, there is the truth of yourself, the innate wholeness and authentic person to whom you are first obliged to attend over all others. Today, perhaps, check in with that sincere self. Ask it what it needs, inquire after its hidden desires. Listen. Trust. Leap.