Love is not a noun, it is a verb.



Dear Community,


Today is our 4th wedding anniversary.


We got married on a small ranch in Helena, Montana on September 2, 2018 and each year we have a tradition of pausing to reflect on love.


We're sometimes shy about sharing our personal stories (we're getting better!), but in this time when so much in the world feels precarious and tender on the heartstrings, we felt inspired to share some thoughts with you on love.


First, our beautiful friend Michael (Mikey) Stjernholm officiated our ceremony. He opened with these words...

"Every human is on a journey (together and alone). We all came from somewhere different, we’re all going somewhere different. We’re all seeking out things that we want on this journey. Sometimes we don’t know what the heck we’re doing or where we’re going, and sometimes we get hit with DEEP clarity and things just click and make sense. Love is perhaps one of those things that just brings clarity."


Each September, we unearth this very important reminder that we share this unfathomable journey of independence and interdependence – with each other, and with all other beings on this earth.


We also reflect on the ways that love is perhaps the deepest and most sound rudder of all. When we quiet all of the shoulds, what-ifs, frustrations, confusions....all of the whacky noise of this modern life....all of sudden we can see clearly that it's actually profoundly simple.


Our purpose is to love and be loved.


That's it.



At the same time, we are reminded that love is complex. Rena's mom Kay shared this story (at her brother's wedding) and we think of it every year during our anniversary because it points to something so very important.


She says:


"One of the biggest fights I ever had with my dear partner Tim was about the differences between a turnip and rutabaga. It happened in our kitchen in Springfield, Mass, in 1984. How could this question possibly turn into a giant argument? Hard to imagine? (well, maybe not!?) The point of this story: love is amazing—and it’s also goofy. Some of it is hard. And there’s a whole lot that’s really funny (sometimes it takes a while to get enough distance to see just how funny). It’s complicated and rich. Louise Erdrich describes love as “bulky and hard to carry, like a package that keeps untying.” I love her words. Love is a package deal. You’re gonna get some turnips and rutabagas. I want to recognize and celebrate this everyday, ordinary (and sometimes messy) love. It’s what most fundamentally creates who you become and, in turn, shapes the lives around you. That’s the real gift, the adventure of it."


Love is a package deal.


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