Well, hello there, it's Morgan here, and I want to start off today's episode with a poem called

Advice Columns. Recently, for no particular reason, I started picking up leaves from outside,

and then I put them all on a big piece of paper and thought to myself, advice columns.

For the paper was my question, and the leaves were each an answer, each showing me in their

own shape what it means to be at this threshold between winter and spring and with the time you have

trying to learn to live. This is a poem that I wrote as a record of an experience that I had and that I've been having over the past few weeks,

where for no particular reason, I've just been collecting leaves that I see falling on the ground.

And some of the leaves are already dead. Some are green. They just fell

off of a bush or something. And I've just been collecting them, not really knowing why. But in

this collecting, I decided to put them on a piece of paper. And the first thought that I had in looking at them on a piece of paper, seeing them in their rows, made me think about how they were in columns.

And it felt almost in a way that the leaves were speaking to me.

And they were showing me through just being,

being there on the white piece of paper, how to live, if that makes sense, just how to be,

how to exist. And that alone just became so moving to me and I think the reason why it was so

moving to see these leaves on this piece of paper and I'll put a picture in the show notes so you

can see what I'm talking about but it's just a white piece of paper with different kinds of leaves on it.

And then I wrote advice columns and then I drew some little orange quickly lines.

But for me, it was such a reminder that in a time where many of us find ourselves saying, well, I just don't know what to say anymore.

Or I just feel numb or I can't even find the words.

It was just yet another reminder that we don't have to find the words to make movement through the day, to notice things that remind us to keep breathing, to keep

looking out for others, whatever action that leads us to. I've just been so aware of the weight of words lately and how much pressure there is to just keep having words, new words to say.

And what I found is that the strain of that is so overwhelming that sometimes just trying to speak all the

...