You Complete Me

We never got enough of it.Nobody ever does.Perhaps it is the memoryof a more universal love,unburdened by the shacklesof our own species—expectations, resentments,yearning, always yearning. And so we gather like magnetson a child’s toy, drawn toand captivated by...

What Rises After

Humility may be the ultimate—the quiet mastery that arrivesonly after a lifetime of learningwhat strength is not. But to be sure,humility is not humiliation.It is not a breaking,not a shaming,not the collapse of a selfthat tried its best to stay upright. Humiliation...