“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
― Zora Neale Hurston
As I get older, it seems that the cycles speed up, first periods of months questioning, then answers, then weeks. Now it feels like I alternate between moments of questioning and moments of answering. Questions of whether or not I am living to my highest potential? Why do I do the things I do? Why do the governments? WHy is there so much pain? Who am I at this moment? What is going on? How can I be in a way that will encourage the most growth, empathy and harmony not only in myself but whoever I may be in contact with? Can we evolve develop enough before we hit the self-destruct button? Answers come as well. Hope, encouragement and love. I also realize how much grace its taken to get us this far. Which brings up the question of where grace comes from?
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Animal Totem on an Alien World by G A Rosenberg