I’ve been searching for something sacred I lost, so undefined that it can only be seen by the eyes of the blind.
Pandemic prophecies from 2 months to 2 millennia, and a song
The soul is a part of us forever willing to embrace its ego without conditions…
Snippets of these excerpts are used in Befriending One’s Soul, because they inspired my response to my Sistah’s wonderful challenge. Life is hard, and yet Jesus says, “My yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matthew 11:28). It is hard to bear God—but it is even harder not to bear God. The pain oneContinue reading “Poetic prose on rest, from Rohr”
When Noah seems to adhere to the norms of a 16-year-old young man, it is coincidence, not conformity.
That makes me sad. Sadder than anything he has done besides make us hate him. Hating him gives him power over us… I suppose if we all get to pour out our poison, at least it doesn’t stay inside us.