
If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart? —Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn The Gulag Archipelago 1918-1956
We all wear layers out of necessity. From our earliest experiences to the present day, whether physical, emotional or spiritual, we face battles of self-preservation continually. And preservation of all we hold dear to our heart. Whether it be family, faith, neighbors or knowledge, an invisible battle exists.
The key I found to win this war is to gather my inner peace. I am a hoarder indeed. Of everything that sustains me through hard times. A daily reflection and confession of both beneficial and ill-natured behaviors sets my new day. The horizon not too far into the distance, I smile. And the weighted blanket of grief, sadness, and despair lifts. My steps feel lighter and I float off to start the sunrise-to-sunset!
We can learn to see ourselves
Jeanne
both in light and darkness.


We are not one dimension. We are a bouquet of both living and dead flowers of every conceivable color. We must learn how to tend to that bouquet. Our mind and heart work together for the good of ourselves and our neighbors.
