Lately, I’ve been doing some good things for myself. And because I’ve been doing some good things for myself, I’ve been more at ease. And while I’m at ease, I also notice some heavy feelings. There's a sadness that is present alongside this potential for peace and joy. Now while I’m noticing this melancholy, I am not overcome by it. And in making room for sadness, I have greater capacity for joyfulness. I am like a Buddha, getting off on the aesthetic of silvery grass blowing

There once was a man who had two sons. The younger of them said to his father, “Father, give me the share of the property that will one day belong to me.” The father did so and gave the younger son his blessing. “May you be fruitful in everything you do and enjoy the life you create for yourself.” The son travelled to a far-off city, embarking on a career in business and investing his money to create an empire all of his own. But then came economic downturn and crashed stocks

I have been thinking about the way Christians, gays and atheists treat each other. Certainly talking about this can easily upset a lot of people. Obviously this does not apply to everyone but for the many in my world it seems to fit. I write from a Christian perspective and I have many Christian friends both gay and straight, along with non-Christian LGBTQI+ and atheist friends. I do not want to sound like I am taking sides or condemning anyone. But what bothers me is the way