I wonder if instead of trying to use our autobiographical memories to write a play-by-play news report, we are meant to create a beautiful story, filling in the lost details creatively in ways that bring meaning to us.
The Power of Story
I look up to see the path I have been following end abruptly. I scan my surroundings to see an overgrown patch of land, a mess of trees, rocks, and weeds. I had heard a sacred call to follow this path to its end. But this is not where I expected it to lead. I... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 