We are obsessed with simplification.
The COVID vaccine divide. “Facts” are folly
Do you feel like a failure in God’s eyes when you sleep each night? Then why is the deeprest of depression “bad”?
Around me is love. Everywhere. Did you, my Lover, Pour it there? Am I to simply Grow aware?
We ache to know our own unknowable value.
You’re so, sooo much bigger than your sadness. There’s plenty of room in the hugeness of who you are. Sadness won’t crowd out the rest.