Writer Anne Lamott says that our prayers fall into two categories: Please or Thank You.
The Bhagavad Gita says that every kind of worship is the right kind, even if we come to our chosen deity only at times of crisis (what might be called foul weather faith).
The divine that we choose to bow cares not one iota why you are bowing — that question is of the human realm. The realm of the divine only cares.
“I love you” used to be a compliment, now it’s more of a curse. See it in the way we settle for the mechanics. How we take juiceless walks through songs we should slow dance to. Why we tap a thirst trap and still stay thirsty. Our shields are raised. Our arms are...
Love is on the screen again. I swipe away the men like flies who share the secrets of the not-so-fair sex. My eyes linger on the sad poetry that falls from the mouths of the women who have loved and lived to tell the tale. And when someone is brave enough to offer...
He called me naive, but he didn’t realize that I was simply rooting for him. I know that the path where words align with action is built on uneven ground. I was perched on a high branch above him hoping he would find his footing. He called me naive, but he didn’t...
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