Friday It sits with me all day. The ache to free my breasts. Every layer of clothing feels heavier than usual, like chains pressing against me. My tank top clings, the straps dig, and every seam seems designed to remind me of what I can’t have: the openness, the...
One Love: The Infinite Heart Within Us
We are all born with an infinite capacity for love. As infants, our hearts are wide open, our minds clear and unburdened. We arrive into this world with a purity of perception, fully present, fully alive. But as life takes hold, this openness slowly diminishes. The...