Surprises make me very uncomfortable. Very!
Surprises make me very uncomfortable. Very!
I hope we can be blessings for ourselves and for each other this winter. I hope we can remember our humanness and discard expectations that fit the society standard more than our souls. I wish for each and every one of us that they feel loved even if ever so little.
People always matter. But what people say and think only matters if they pass the reliability and accountability tests of trust.
We must be careful about the voices that we plant in our children’s heads. They will stay with them forever, whether we believe so or not, whether we intend to provoke this or not. And most of our children might not have the fortune of a strong personal character to push them into a nervous breakdown to reset the narrative that they believe about themselves. And won’t have the opportunity to ask the question, well, what if this isn’t so? They will simply continue believing the voices.
I am trying to follow the advice I have been reading (and talking about) for the past years. To sit with the pain, to look straight into the eyes of the person I was ten years ago when I ran away from a hollow and painful existence. And ask myself what is this here to teach me?
I left the Orthodox Church a decade ago. Meaning, I stopped hoping that was the path to God, salvation and peace. I have been longing
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