In small moments when my daughter wants to sit with me, on my lap, and is not content unless her hand is touching my neck, collarbone, hands or heart - this is when I fully realize and remember why we're here. What we're meant to do. What we've been looking for. Connecting with others, ourselves, …
I’ve recently been trying to define my belief in God, or map it in some way, but it’s hard to describe. I’ll cut to the chase: I think the subconscious is a direct line to God. I think the subconscious IS God. I don’t think this is a sensational thought. In fact, I thought this …
In order to have control, we must give it up. In order to have power, we must let go. In order to rule, we must surrender. Are these statements true? I have been ruminating much on the meaning of these phrases for some time now, and I believe the answer is...YES. It appears to me that …
Amie Zor 