Sometimes when things feel a little grim to me, I forget. I *am* being loved.
Religious idealism permeates even atheism in our culture, having conditioned us to value answers more than questioners.
Despite how desperately you wish to embody some ideal, you can’t. Logically, ideals cannot be fully embodied by ANYbody.
We are not mere thinking machines; we are feelers as well.
Fearing loneliness isn’t “bad”; it’s our perfect nature.
awareness of being a child of God tends to stabilize the ego
Real transition begins in disorder; your ego meets your divine spark within, “in the incarnate moment, in the scandal of particularity.”