And she could not see the only liberation from the cocoon of guilt, her only salvation, was self-forgiveness and love.


In the open, my soul is at home – it can feel connection, it can sense its primal nature, it can find its true direction.


Emptiness is full of colorless ideas. There’s no air in emptiness to breathe. Emptiness is cold and heavy, making feelings cease to exist.

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