Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
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Home Is a State of Soul (and Other Musings from the Window Seat).
Home is the strength in your softness, and the softness in your strength... Home is the voice inside you that gently whispers There, there when you have been bruised and burned and continue to choose love anyway. Home is every time you choose love anyway... Home is you high on you.
Angry Birds: 5 Reasons To Let It Go.
I tried to startle the bird away, communicate with him, and use compassion. Nothing seemed to work. He was determined. It is painful to watch someone we love be consumed by anger. It’s hard to observe loved ones hitting the wall or going back for another round of a painful lesson. After all, ...
From The Window Seat Of Your Soul: What Would It Take To Not Know?
I am not here to dispel such theories if they exist. Only to suggest that one’s soul is omnipresent and the vastness of space is with us wherever we may go -- including this journey to the Himalayas, a journey that took me over 2,000 kilometres, across six states and via seven modes of transport.