The hardest thingthat we will ever do is to simply be with our loves when they are in pain, when we recognize we cannot do or fix anything.

Lots of writers can teach you mechanics, but I want to help people explore the why/why not of their work. I'm doing the same myself.

Love is a verb. It sometimes means pain and hardship. Love is being accountable and holding others accountable with compassion.

What if all the practices I rely on as path to healing are just crap? And here I am, allowing the internet to witness my loss of faith?