Sunday, December 2, 2012. Given that we are One. And have always been so. Can it be that in fact. We all dance the same dance. Given that we are One. One Light, One Love. Of uncertainty, prose and breath. Of anguish, joy and silent stillness. Can it be that in truth. We all love the same Love. In our own unique way.

Sometimes, We All Need to Vent. One of the many places I enjoy visiting. At the risk of sounding like Lemony Snicket, what follows is going to be rather depressing. One little tidbit now though, I am in the most wonderful relationship ever, which is awesome! Onto the sad stuff.

Friday, February 20, 2015.

I wasted so much time looking at Tumblr snapshots on Pinterest, I figured it was about time I give in.

The pig that transcends all understanding. Choice and life are intertwined. We cannot choose not to be born, because the unborn has no life and thus no choice. And so it is when we come to life through birth that we can then make choices; the life we choose to live, or not live. This is existential freedom, a freedom that is part of what it means to exist as a life; as a human, as a person. If life is a gift from God, then existential freedom too is a gift from God.