there is more beauty and good than darkness

It may all sound trite, and I am often told that it is not so rosy out there in the world, as if I did not exist in it. But how do I explain that it is not who we are in the world that matters but what we are? I agree with the unbearable hopelessness that so many live with, including at times myself, but …

every now and again, i get a glimpse

of something beyond the here and now. Have always, but more so now that I accept it. Don’t mean to get mystical, it just is — (have been writing that a lot lately because) I have no explanation.

must there be one?

where the spirit of the lord is, there is freedom

2 Corinthians 3:17