There is change coming, sacrifice that needs to be made. This is not new, it’s been happening all year, but it’s not done. And it hasn’t demanded this much from you yet, so be ready.
... we belong in places where art is created, where music is heard with passion, and love is felt so deeply that it breaks our hearts just to know that it exists. We belong on trains -- to have the feeling of being alive; of feeding that place in our hearts that must be free. To be free… We are ...
At this very moment, you’re reading an article on an independent online publication. The Internet is this: I can say whatever I want. And matched with a characteristic cynicism, it becomes this: I can say whatever I want, and I don’t care. Generation Y becomes Generation Y-Not.
As we develop and grow into adults, and become ourselves, we are inducted into the notion that now we must Be someone -- the very person that we are, but not exactly… no, who we should be as ourselves is a man-made construct based on our particular family, culture, society -- often in direct ...
“Help,” I thought, looking around to others, “I need a tourniquet. Can’t you see my friend is dying?” But as I search the familiar faces around me, I realize they are all bleeding out in their grief. There isn’t enough triage in the world to save you from this pain.
Paint your walls with forgiveness -- a universal color that truly does make your soul much bigger, as it allows room for others to fulfill your life with their own wisdom. Fill the plumbing with grace -- not just for those who have hurt you, but for yourself.