The Aura of Beginning Again
Regret is memory fused with morality.
Resentment is grief with its hands still clenched.
Remorse? That’s how we begin again.
This is not a story of shame—but a quiet return to integrity.
Wisdom is how you live.
Regret is memory fused with morality.
Resentment is grief with its hands still clenched.
Remorse? That’s how we begin again.
This is not a story of shame—but a quiet return to integrity.
I didn’t write about Robin Williams because he was famous. I wrote about him because he was familiar. This is the story behind that reflection—a quiet remembering of presence, pain, and the spark we all carry.
“The soul must abandon all her own understanding and dwell in the dark.”
— Meister Eckhart
Jesus’ parable of the Good Samaritan isn’t just about being kind—it’s about showing up with grace. Not from above, but from beside. This piece reflects on how presence, not power, is what makes someone a true neighbor.
I used to measure my life by what it offered—how useful I could be. But becoming a spark isn’t about usefulness. It’s a rhythm, one that moves through grace and lands in presence.
I once saw Jesus as a distant figure—until I recognized the spark in Him. This post reflects on what that spark meant, how it appears across other sacred lives, and how it awakened something in me.
We often talk about following Jesus—but what if he was never just a teacher, but a mirror? This piece explores how Christ’s life invites us to love the unloved self, forgive what we carry, and practice kindness not as performance, but as presence. Not religious. Not dogmatic. Just real.
Not all weight is a burden.
Belonging doesn’t crush us—it steadies us.
This essay explores grace as the quiet tether that lets the self root within community, without vanishing.
We were never meant to move this fast, or feel this much alone. The Gravity of Being Countless explores how we lost our sacred rhythm—and what it might take to return.
What if love was never meant to be earned? Divorce didn’t end love — it redefined it. This is a story about grace, co-parenting, and learning to love without a ledger.