I’ve been a seeker for most of my life, since I was very young. I did question everything, in particular those answers which came delivered in a shining package of “truths”. Did I found the answers I was looking for? I’m not sure about it.

There is a grace in moments of despair. The pain can be paralyzing. The wounded voice of “I’m not good enough” is long too loud.
Till you step there. In the void.
I mean, the real void. There you find Grace, wisdom and Beauty.

In my life, changes are the constant reality. How do I find stability in that?