I am writing from my parent's house - we are house sitting for six weeks while our new house is being built. I feel unsettled. My meditation yesterday reminded me that my soul sees the bigger picture - my personality is rebelling, and it is temporary. I am the soul.
I am reading Martin Gray's book 'For Those I Have Loved'. It is a totally harrowing, yet supremely hopeful story of personal loss. Martin lost two families, the first through the Holocaust, the second through a forest fire. Yet he lives on - he never stopped believing in love.
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