Photo by Zeinab Ghassemi on Pexels.com I am so incredibly imperfect. I buy sage and never burn it. I sit in silence, legs folded Until they go numb and my phone buzzes. I hear the calls of beauty, of harmony, of wisdom, But I don't know how to answer. I am messy. The curls of … Continue reading Imperfection
Beyond the Self: Dolphins, Dreams, and Cosmic Consciousness
We gaze at the stars for the same reason we gaze upon the ocean—to immerse ourselves in that expansive wholeness. To feel both insignificant and significant at the same time; insignificant in the presence of such vastness, significant in the unique ability to perceive it as such.
On Potential and its Demise
What is potential, really, but a distraction from the present? One’s potential is what could be, what you measure yourself against or what others measure you against.