We can become that which has twisted our heart.
Our commitment to reach this far into ourselves is directly pitted against a vast survival mechanism.
Perhaps it is death indeed, that we need—a particular type of death.
In the knowledge of our ignorance, we can cast aside our illusions of what lies ahead.
Choosing a direction may be the greatest challenge of our time.
In the silencing of our overactive minds, we can begin to hear our own truth.
This is our only true freedom in the world: how we think, feel, and act.
What trees can teach us about weathering the stormy times.
If we are going to play God, then we must truly act as such.
Surrender at the gates of a body disarmed.
A container that is meant to be broken, shattered, and buried…
No longer dividing myself amongst these splintered parts.
So easy it is to choose the path of ignorance and so often have I done so.
We all need supportive spaces where we can exercise our anger.
Untold riches await.
He must walk his own path with an open heart.