A Reflection on Humanity, Eternity, and Purpose I woke up with dirt beneath my fingernails and stars in my lungs. The dirt did not concern me. Men have always belonged to the earth. We build our kingdoms from it, shape our gods from it, and eventually return to it. The soil beneath my nails felt …
Daily Prompt #19Daily writing promptDo you believe in fate/destiny?View all responsesThat’s a question that gets to the very root of our practice, isn’t it? And like the roots of a centuries-old tree, the answer is complex, gnarled, and goes deep.As someone born into this path, I don’t believe in fate as a fixed, unchangeable script …
Daily writing promptDo you believe in fate/destiny?View all responses That's a question that gets to the very root of our practice, isn't it? And like the roots of a centuries-old tree, the answer is complex, gnarled, and goes deep. As someone born into this path, I don't believe in fate as a fixed, unchangeable script …