Have you ever felt like you are living a life that doesn’t quite suit you? That you are behaving and moving through your circumstances in ways that don’t do justice to your whole being? I feel like that right now. I know it is probably temporary, but I can tell
What is your calling? What is the purpose of your life? Why are you alive? What is the value of your life? What makes life valuable to you? What is a life well-lived? How do you find meaning in life? So many questions we ask ourselves. Some of us, we ask them constantly.
It ain’t love, it ain’t life: that which does not change you, that which does not break you, that which does not challenge you. It ain’t love, it ain’t life: if it does not erase, the faces from your mind, the wants and the donts, if it does not crash the dreams and goals
«…» And so it was, the same thing, happening simultaneously everywhere. It never started. It never ended. Any moment could be a new beginning, any moment could turn into the last breath, and lots of in-betweens were to happen – haunted memories, longed-for dreams, lost
We are all together in our aloneness. . Sometimes, in our desperate need to feel connected, words are the hand that opens the window of the other to their self. Words are powerful. Words save and destroy, heal and hurt. Words give and take. Words make up our worlds. Words