Depression and pure love

To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise (Dostoevsky)

How enormous I, and you, are

What occurs to me more and more often is how enormous I am. How much power I have in my own little world. How much potential I have that I myself do not even recognize and I am not aware of. More and more, it astounds me how enormous my power is. My youngest sisterContinue reading “How enormous I, and you, are”