He is gone, but her heart will not stop swaying to the rhythm of this song, to the branding of these words on her sensitive soul. She has grown and she has been broken into the knowing of that which forever remains: that love cannot play without pain.
I wanted so badly to un-see that my marriage was unsustainable if I wanted to grow, but I couldn’t. So I was faced with a terrifying decision: stay, and shrink; or leave, and hurt, and grow.
{source} I recently came to the conclusion that I was approaching meditation the wrong way. I was making it just one more thing to do on my ever-expanding to-do list. Then I decided to take on a new perspective. I decided to treat it as one would a new love interest. You get acquainted. You ...
Has anybody stopped to define exactly what we are talking about when we tell people to be in this somewhat mythological (and obviously desirable) thing called the moment? Google tells me it is a noun that means a very brief period of time.