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We have all driven through storms. Some came suddenly. Some lingered. Some took people, places, roles, identities, and comforts we thought would always be there. Every attachment has meaning. Every relationship carries value.

At the very end of sitting quietly, I realized that what I was yearning for wasn’t insight, answers, or clarity. I was yearning to feel—just an ounce—of the love of Spirit, of the Universe, of that sustaining Presence people talk about. I wanted to feel it as me, moving through me, holding me.

We often spend too much time focusing on what’s wrong with us—our limits, our mistakes, our unfinished work. But what we repeatedly think about takes root. When we affirm our deficiencies, we strengthen the very patterns that keep us stuck.

I’ve learned the hard way that the mind is convincing—but not always honest.