Category Being Twenty Seven.
There isn’t a good title for this.
“We’re miserable because we think that we are mere individuals, alone with our fears and flaws and resentments and mortality. We wrongly believe that our limited little egos constitute our whole entire nature. We have failed to recognize our deeper divine character. We don’t realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme […]
Tis the Season?
My sister had kindly reminded me that I have have less than twelve months before I turn twenty eight. What a kind heart she has. My birthday weekend came and went, and although I was excited for it, Sunday left me feeling a little…off. I have felt a little empty the past few days, without […]