
No One Is Coming To Save You
Judgment Day is not someday—it's every day. And every day, we have the opportunity to be born again and to ascend into the highest, most beautiful, most joyful, most powerful, and most free versions of ourselves.
Judgment Day is not someday—it's every day. And every day, we have the opportunity to be born again and to ascend into the highest, most beautiful, most joyful, most powerful, and most free versions of ourselves.
It seems to me that the whole “old and mature” thing us middle-aged people do is a bit of roleplay—a persona we project at work and in public to help perpetuate the conspiracy of age equating to maturity.
I was blessed with a really long fuse, so it takes quite a bit to get me to the point of explosive anger—but once that fuse has burned completely, there's a monster that comes out who I don't really recognize, appreciate, or enjoy.