This stuff that’s unresolved…can be talked out best with a goldfish.
Category Archives: reflections on worth
Racism, politics…
“I’m not a racist. I have a lot of black friends. I work with a lot of black people.”
Dark Night of the Soul (9) – Yeshua’s Experience, via a Cat?
she finds a spot that feels safe…literally…an inch…from the spot I had tried to hold her…
“The Young Messiah”
I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
