It is not in the denial of our human condition that we will find transcendence, but in honoring it, respecting it, loving it, adoring it.
What is this energy that hinders creativity, but also fuels the cruel nature of competition and comparison and jealousy... rampant in our digital age?
Why do I feel like I’m pretending to be someone who loves themselves when deep down I fight with myself all the time? What’s wrong with me?
We are wounded humans living in a world that not only perpetuates wounding but profits off it. Our culture is not literate in the language of the soul.