By Mark Nepo Let no one keep you from your journey, no rabbi or priest, no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she
Passion never comes alone. Anger always rides shotgun. And viceversa.
Fire gifts us heat and light. Fire burns us down to ashes. I find no better metaphor for the two faces of the same coin: passion and anger.
Happiness as the ultimate exposure
I would instantly work to dim all the lights that had lit up inside me for the fear of a short circuit that would burn the entire network down. I would stare around me for the comet ready to strike me. I would duck and cover.
Be careful what you wish for …
Life doesn’t take place in dark corners, I have learned. It takes place in the middle of the music, the pouring rain, the dance, the craziness of plans changing from one hour to another. You just throw up in a bush, get back on the horse and gallop onwards. Always onwards.
There are two sides and a default to every story
The past fortnight has been fascinating – I had front row seats to an interesting display of humanity. None of it quite expected, each piece
Is changing our mind a sign of unreliability or of evolution?
I thought it was a good idea at the time, is a great phrase that perfectly encapsulates the experience of humanity – we are different every single day, every minute of our lives teaches us something and thus changes us.
Can trust be measured or only felt?
How do we know when to open our hearts to bonds with other humans? How do we know to trust and how do we dare do that when rejection and loneliness are equalled by our brain with a sore tooth ache?