Accepting Our Darkness is the First Step to Transcending It
Once I accepted that I will sometimes have dark and negative thoughts, I felt relieved to just be. I understood they don’t define me.
The Sins of Our Holy Mother
Forgive me, children,
in my stained-glassed pride
I tried to hold us all together,
masking a disfigurement of peace—


I understood what she was getting at. If life continues again and again, where does meaning live? What’s the point of wanting anything, building anything, or becoming anything at all?