My kind of spirituality is the kind that needs no name. It respects no rules and fits no form. It’s as unique as an evening star, and fluid as the morning mists. My kind of spirituality doesn’t come from the pages of a book, but rises up from the depths of my soul. My sacred […]
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I Would Rather be Strange
To those who would call me strange, I say that I would rather be your kind of strange than mine because, to me, strange is denying the truth of our nature. To me, strange is ignoring the pull of the moon’s tides in our veins simply because we can’t yet measure its influence. Strange is […]