The dark season, a time to rest and reflect. Time decide which path to follow, which course of action to take up or abandon. And a time to reflect on the joys and celebrate them.
This life….so that I may complain about it freely and enjoy everything it has to offer The right to complain….to voice my opinion, and having heard it out loud, rethink things The right to my own path to the divine…and to see that others travel with me, even if we are not side by side….
I was raised in a household that embraced responsibility, both personal and communal. That prejudice and hatred were not something to be proud of, and that morality was not the exclusive property of any one religion, but the true measure of a human being. We were taught to see nature as a gift to be…
Heading out in a couple of hours on Vay Cay. Sun and fun ahead!
Seems like the air is filled with the sights and sounds of hate and nagativity. It’s most depressing. But I have decided to trod the path of fun and creativity. No more power to the negative!