I am a lover of what is, not because I’m a spiritual person, but because it hurts when I argue with reality. Byron Katie The other day,… Read more “Am I the Coach for You?”
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know your ache beneath the ache, the truth beyond the true. I want to know if you can risk sweet absence- mine or your own- to feel the kiss of the sunlight on your eyelids, each new day.