I woke up with a heavy heart today. Hard to say why… but not really. Maybe something in the forgotten dream is lingering. Maybe it’s the last few weeks of the tumult and uncertainty of this personal transitional moment, or the never-ending string of such moments.
Tag: reflection
I’ve never been a confident man.
I’m sure there’s some elaborate formula that would shed light on the hows and whys: this gene, coupled with that circumstance, those parents, that culture, those schools, those books, that trauma, that success, these friends, those choices, those actions, and that value… multiplied by this belief and that evidence, equals this man?
You can imagine a thousand ways for life, or for them, to fail you. That’s what we’re told to expect. Yet, in the quiet, penetrating silence, oh my…
The forces of the universe support everyone, whether we like them, believe in them, despise them, fight them or love them.
Stay long enough and she reaches into you