i-touch God

My first instinct in coming downstairs the morning, after a drink of water or hot tea (I don’t drink coffee) and a bite of whatever is sitting on the counter in a Tupperware container, is to check my phone for any text messages that arrived during the night. My next...

Worthiness, the Art of Becoming Empty

Do you ever have a day where you struggle to feel fulfilled? I do, and it’s maddening. I should know better, and yet, there it is again–the self-disappointment, the frustration, the loathing at my own unimportance. Why is my self-worth continually bound up...

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