If Logic Was Anything, All

Stories Are Medicine.

To Love Pleasure Takes Little. To Love Truly Takes A Hero Who Can Manage His Own Fear.

Suppose... The Body Is A God In Its Own Right, A Teacher, A Mentor, A Certified Guide? Then What? .... Are We Strong Enough To Refute The Party Line And Listen Deep, Listen True To The Body As A Powerful And Holy Being?

In Any Dark Time, There Is A Tendency To Veer Toward Fainting Over How Much Is Wrong Or Unmended In The World. Do Not Focus On That. Do Not Make Yourself Ill With Overwhelm. There Is A Tendency To Fall Into Being Weakened By Perseverating On What Is Outside Your Reach, By What Cannot Yet Be. Do Not Focus There. That Is Spending The Wind Without Raising The Sails.

A Woman Who Is Starved For Her Real Soul-life May Look 'cleaned Up And Combed' On The Outside, But On The Inside She Is Filled With Dozens Of Pleading Hands And Empty Mouths.