I do not live a contemplative life. I wonder what I would have been like as a cloistered nun, a minister, or a therapist. I didn’t arrange my life so that I could focus my time on being sane, centered and spiritually enlightened.
I have filled countless journals with my profound, serene insights, with my enlightened thoughts. I have dreamed of sharing them with the world as many of the serene, enlightened writers I admire have. Something has always stopped me though. Yes, I believe that those insights are my true inner truth, but they’re not the whole truth, not the complete truth of my life. To have people read those thoughts without balancing them with the other side of my experience would be a lie. Continue reading “The Whole Truth”