What we typically perceive as self-sabotage is actually mystery helping us blow up this matrix and kill our inner demons and the power they have over us.
I have done ridiculous and radical things to stay open. Thrown food. Pushed. Slapped. Sobbed. Stuffed Twinkies in my mouth with a stranger at midnight.
I couldn't see the light poking holes through my black state of mind. Chanting widens the holes until I can only see white, bright light streaming through the recesses of my mind.
Despite my loneliness, I’ve found camaraderie in characters of books, catharsis in the lyrics of all the sad songs, comfort in brushstrokes -- the brilliant way chiaroscuro makes the light in an oil painting come to life.
I believe there is a reason for everything in our lives, the light and the dark. Whether it’s a choice or not, we experience things in our lives so we can become who we are meant to be. I urge you to be patient in these times. Love yourself unconditionally and find gratitude for anything and ...