Even an agnostic can pray this prayer, Doing it even if not certain that the call will go through. But here goes-- Deliver me from everything stupid I have said or done Deliver me from every lie I have told, especially the ones I told myself. Deliver me from my Egypt, Where I was in slavery to blindness to those around me. Where the shiny sun of ego made me not see the needs of others. Building pyramids of illusions and pointless self-deception. Deliver me from indifference, from staring at...

The most profound truth is always wrapped in paradox. There is something eternal in impermanence There is something infinite in finitude There is something flawless in the flaw There is something timeless in the passing of seasons. That “something” is love—eternal, infinite, flawless, and timeless. It persists when two young shoots sprout on the tree, On the same branch, but each on its own stem. When the shoots blossom into fragrant flowers, When the flowers form fruit, They soon ripen and...

Does might make right? Does the belief that might makes right make anything right? Has might makes right ever improved the human condition? Even for those who “benefit" from might makes right, what do they really win? Oh, I understand that they win power. But what holes in their being does power fill? Or does it just perhaps create a bigger hole? Sadly, power never fills the holes in the soul like love can. Might makes blight.