Let The Fire Consume You
Last night, as I lay on the floor, paralyzed by the overwhelming pressure to give meaning to my days while contemplating the chasm between the… Read More »Let The Fire Consume You
Last night, as I lay on the floor, paralyzed by the overwhelming pressure to give meaning to my days while contemplating the chasm between the… Read More »Let The Fire Consume You
Healing came quietly — not with breakthroughs, but with kindness, patience, and a slow return to self. This is the story of that silent transformation. The kindness that changed everything
There are a lot of reasons to feel hopeless in 2022. However, there is a cost to hopelessness. Today, I want to make a comprehensive argument for hope. And if possible, leave you with some hope for the future.
Life is a fickle thing. It’s capricious and unpredictable by nature, and it can sometimes go away without giving the slightest warning. When this happens, it can feel like a gut punch that robs you of the precious breath and tranquillity that sustains your life, throwing you into a spiral of confusion and suffering, making you a prisoner of your sorrow.
This week, we want to talk about living a life waiting for the next milestone instead of experiencing the beauty of the present is a prison of our own making.
This week I want to share another short piece with you. It is a little reflection that I wrote recently about my struggles with moving on and the remnants that haunt me. I think it might resonate with some of you struggling with loss, change, and moving on. I hope you enjoy it.