Let us take the pointed comb of discernment to our spiritual lives, an invitation to befriend our own dismissed intuition.
I began to understand that what had happened had nothing to do with the present, with bankruptcy, 'The Sacred Hub', or anything else from the 1996.
I reached my threshold of silent witnessing. I could feel my voice open up. Instinctively came my roaring defender and protector, saying: Fuck you for not acting with integrity. Fuck you for not taking responsibility. Fuck you for hurting me. Fuck you for manipulating me. Fuck you for not being ...