I started my drive to the mall this morning (for some ''me" time) thinking about how good it is to be married and to be in relationship with someone. When I am alone and I let my thoughts wander they go down all sorts of paths and usually end up somewhere on the negative side of the road. Just always having someone around aka my husband keeps me from those dark roads of wandering thoughts where I question people's motives and the goodness to be found in the world etc.
I guess the most relevant application to this thought that every human being needs other humans is the guy who thought on his own and planned a killing spree at a movie theater. Whenever I read about events like that one, I think to myself that that person needed some good friends. Caring friends. Solid relationships that called him out of himself and into the good parts of this world (that yes do exist). Isolation is a cruel experience and I think is one of the most damaging products of American culture today.
And somehow my thoughts led me down to reflect about my students. Even with the many headed beasts of problems facing schools today, they at least provide some sort of community for students- which if done right, works wonders; done poorly exacerbates the issues it should combat.
And I reflected on my drive to get my first haircut in 8 months, that I love working with my students in community. I am so inspired by them and by their hearts and the major and minor human dramas that are played out everyday in my classroom. I am full. My friend who is a vet and finds fullness working with cows and vet students gave me a defintion of fullness as having a missional purpose. Something I agree and I don't agree with. Yes, part of why I love teaching and love working is the opportunity to love these kids ( I'm going to start calling them under-utilized instead of under-privileged or lower Ses). But I am going to run run away from the idea of "missions", because there is no way that I am on mission with them. I am not a missionary to them. No way. I am just someone who is with them. And yes, I seek to be in relationship with them. Granted it is a teacher- student relationship but still an influential, caring relationship not the less. Me being me and interacting with them being them and living our lives together for part of our individual journeys. There's no strategy (though I employ many teaching strategies to push and pull them into learning all that they can), but a desire to just be with them.
And I think that most aptly describes what Jesus did when He came down to earth. He wasn't "missional" in today's churchy sense of the word. He came to be with us. He didn't have lists of strategies, he just had a desire o hang out with Pharisees and sinners a like. To bring them into relationship with each other and with God so that everyone could live life together in community. Human dramas included. Iron sharpening iron with a deep sense of being filled and enjoying what goodness this earth has to offer. Feeling connected, feeling fulfilled and loved. Being human as were created to be.
And that's what I get out of teaching and being in the hard to live places. And there are consequences of working on the edge. I cry a lot easier, become more easily angered at injustices in the world and people who I judge to live comfy lives at the cost of what I judge to be humanity. My hearts breaks a lot at the uncertainties of my students' futures that statistically do not bode well. But I am in relationship and privy to a whole lot of wonderfulness and goodness that humbles me and drives me on deep levels. I've given my life over to the lord for his glory and trust the paths he lays out before me. Hard and lovely as they may be. Yes, it is ridiculously hard, but at the same time so joyful. There is so much pain and suffering out there and the burden of it can be overwhelming- but at the same time it is light. Because of every step of the way, the gospel proclaims itself. Christ died so that we may have life and life to the full. And that life is needed, so needed for so many, but only if we get out there and hang out with those different from us, the weak, the sick, the strong, and the healthy. Community is vital to our souls and our spiritual lives. Everyone needs a place to pour out their lives and that place should not be an insular bubble of homogenous thought (like most churches today). Too many chances to be a pharisee. and not enough life.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Ke$ha and King David
It's rare that the car radio is on any other stations besides NPR and the classical one. But every once in awhile, during the rare event I am in my car longer than 5 minutes (I hate driving places), I turn to the pop station to listen me some good dance tunes.
Today, ke$ha was on with her hit "we r who we r" and I was almost brought to tears. By what you ask? By the gospel message present in her song. Before you roll your eyes or think I am trying to be relevant or hip, let me explain with the underlying sentiment of the song that the gospel makes possible. Let me rephrase that, before you become Michal watching King David dance naked in the streets, hear me out.
There is a deep deep desire within us to be "who we are". While there are millions of things that can help us with identity crises, I think it is important to understand what the gospel tells us who we are: we are children of God who deep down want to joyously celebrate God and all that he has done by, yes, quite possibly, "dancing like we dumb dumb dumb our bodies going numb numb numb".
Ke$ha writes fun party songs that just begged to be danced to with careless abandon. No burden of moralism, suffering, sin, weight of the world in her catchy techno beats. It's freedom and good times she preaches in her lyrics.
Which is similar to what grace preaches. Grace is not somber. Grace is wild. Grace is the abandon found on a dance floor. The crazy jubilation of being set free by a god who loves deeply and enjoys you deeply. And that brings out the truest good times possible on this earth with the promise of more in the next.
I understand the appeal of freedom and good times, especially to girls. Too much of our up-bringing, especially in the church, is heavy on the legalism, restrictions, denying oneself, all things that have a good and noble place in the kingdom and the life of faith, but are not the freedom of grace. The freedom of grace is dancing in the streets naked because of what God has done for you. Is rocking out in a club dancing your heart out because you are young and alive and want to taste the goodness of the world and Jesus. It's having a good time and letting loose for the love of the Lord. It's release of worry about what people think, whether you are measuring up, whether you are worthy and just being "who you are," awkward dance moves and all.
And yes, morality or the law has a delicate and important tension with grace in the process of sanctification. Not trying to throw it out the picture. In fact, I would probably argue that it is impossible to dance naked in the streets like David without a deep love of the law and an integrity from following it. Living righteously is extremely important, but what I am arguing is that if it is at the cost of joy and freedom, then it aint the gospel. God wants sacrifices of heart, which include jubilant celebration and abandon.
Dear lord, may we embrace the joy and freedom you offer through your son Jesus. May we dance in abandon for all you have done for us for your glory and for the health of our hearts and mind. In your name we pray, Jesus. Amen
Today, ke$ha was on with her hit "we r who we r" and I was almost brought to tears. By what you ask? By the gospel message present in her song. Before you roll your eyes or think I am trying to be relevant or hip, let me explain with the underlying sentiment of the song that the gospel makes possible. Let me rephrase that, before you become Michal watching King David dance naked in the streets, hear me out.
There is a deep deep desire within us to be "who we are". While there are millions of things that can help us with identity crises, I think it is important to understand what the gospel tells us who we are: we are children of God who deep down want to joyously celebrate God and all that he has done by, yes, quite possibly, "dancing like we dumb dumb dumb our bodies going numb numb numb".
Ke$ha writes fun party songs that just begged to be danced to with careless abandon. No burden of moralism, suffering, sin, weight of the world in her catchy techno beats. It's freedom and good times she preaches in her lyrics.
Which is similar to what grace preaches. Grace is not somber. Grace is wild. Grace is the abandon found on a dance floor. The crazy jubilation of being set free by a god who loves deeply and enjoys you deeply. And that brings out the truest good times possible on this earth with the promise of more in the next.
I understand the appeal of freedom and good times, especially to girls. Too much of our up-bringing, especially in the church, is heavy on the legalism, restrictions, denying oneself, all things that have a good and noble place in the kingdom and the life of faith, but are not the freedom of grace. The freedom of grace is dancing in the streets naked because of what God has done for you. Is rocking out in a club dancing your heart out because you are young and alive and want to taste the goodness of the world and Jesus. It's having a good time and letting loose for the love of the Lord. It's release of worry about what people think, whether you are measuring up, whether you are worthy and just being "who you are," awkward dance moves and all.
And yes, morality or the law has a delicate and important tension with grace in the process of sanctification. Not trying to throw it out the picture. In fact, I would probably argue that it is impossible to dance naked in the streets like David without a deep love of the law and an integrity from following it. Living righteously is extremely important, but what I am arguing is that if it is at the cost of joy and freedom, then it aint the gospel. God wants sacrifices of heart, which include jubilant celebration and abandon.
Dear lord, may we embrace the joy and freedom you offer through your son Jesus. May we dance in abandon for all you have done for us for your glory and for the health of our hearts and mind. In your name we pray, Jesus. Amen
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Poison Oak and Sin or the Sin of Itching
I have poison oak. It's pretty bad. It started on my hands and is slowly spreading across my body despite my best efforts to not itch and to cover myself in every topical cream and remedy possible. Nothing's worked. Not baking soda, vinegar, benadryl, caladryl, calamine, nope not a thing. need to get hydrogen peroxide as that used to be my go to, but don't have a lot of faith that that will work as well.
And in my mind that makes it a thing horrible enough to be an analogy to sin. Sin. Sin that starts as something small like touching a leaf of an unknown plant, that quickly turns into something that takes over your body and worsens with every itch and every self remedy. It's hard to get rid of and probably impossible to get rid of it without divine intervention. Expect scars. Expect it to get worse before it gets better. Expect unpleasantness.
Dear God rid me of poison oak and sin! Amen.
And in my mind that makes it a thing horrible enough to be an analogy to sin. Sin. Sin that starts as something small like touching a leaf of an unknown plant, that quickly turns into something that takes over your body and worsens with every itch and every self remedy. It's hard to get rid of and probably impossible to get rid of it without divine intervention. Expect scars. Expect it to get worse before it gets better. Expect unpleasantness.
Dear God rid me of poison oak and sin! Amen.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Lewis versus Rowlings and Collins and Riordan
My sister, my mom, my brother, and I are voracious readers. As in, we read entire book series in a matter of days. Reread our favorites within a week. Discuss characters, themes, plot twists to death. We are our own little book club circle. At any given point in a conversation, we'll say, " oh I am rereading Austen (all of them) or Anne of Green Gables (all of them) or Harry Potter or Narnia or Tolkien." My sister right now is rereading Anne of Green Gables. My mom just finished rereading the Hunger Games. I just finished Austen and Narnia (yes, all of them! ok minus Northhanger Abbey). I will probably start on Harry Potter soon just because. Perhaps I am in need of new reading material, but I've read quite a lot. It's just that most books fall into the "timeless classic books I'll read over and over again because they never fail to entertain" category or the "nice story, but too ______ for me to want to read it again" box. Most adult books post 1980 fall into the second category with a fill in the blank of "depressing" or "boring." Or "sexual." Really. Too many modern books found on the New York Times Bestseller list are depressing and sexual and most likely depressing because of how sexual they are. Barf. Give me kid's lit! Where more nobler themes of humanity are scrolled on every page. Adult themes don't hold my interest. While they might paint an actual picture of the state of humanity (how depressing!), they don't inspire and thus I don't really need to read them again. Plus, too much of life is that way for me to want to read fiction about it. Read stories about characters that destroy their lives, pfah. Might as well read the newspaper or watch the news.
But back to speaking of kid's lit, modern day kid's lit is a little different from say Lewis's Chronicles of Narnia. Actually, most kid's lit is. Having just finished the Silver Chair a day or two ago, I found it remarkable the number of anti- protagonists there are: Edmund, Eustace, even Peter and Susan in Prince Caspian, Jill Poole and even Digory in The Magician's Nephew. They are all fallen. ignoble characters who have to be redeemed by Aslan. Edmund wants to be King and subject his siblings to his power and gives into the White Witch. Peter and Susan ignore Lucy's wanting to follow Aslan and follow rationality over faith. Eustace is a mean bully who likes to complain and is selfish and rotten to his core. Jill is easily swayed by appearances and gives into the idea of comfort over obedience (see the chapter when they meet the Giants of North). Digory rings the bell that awakens Jadis in a fit of selfishness and impulsiveness, punching poor Polly in the process. Jadis, of course, is the future White Witch. Their actions reflect a rottenness in the heart as a motivation. A baseness they succumb to instead of fight against. They choose willingly to do the wrong thing. And thus fall and fail.
In contrast, Harry, Katniss, Percy Jackson and et al, tend to be true heroes, yes with faults, but faults they overcome nobly. They don't betray. They don't grumble. They overcome their selfishness. They may war against the selfish parts of themselves, but ultimately, they rise to the occasion and do the right thing. And we love them for it. We love Harry and Katniss and Percy's selflessness (okay in Katniss's case her sacrifice) and integrity. They inspire us to rise to the occasion and battle evil and conquer it. They don't fall and so are like the legends of old, ideals, people to look up to. People, characters who become immortal and synonymous with heroism.
So what does that say about Lewis's series where Edmund doesn't overcome his selfishness and Aslan has to pay for his crime. Eustace, too, has to learn humility the hard way and only through Aslan, does he become a decent and 'good' character. Lucy, Peter, Caspian for the most part are noble characters, and while they mess up, they are more in line with our traditional views of heroes and follow the type of Harry, Katniss, and Percy. Which makes it all the more interesting that Lewis writes in characters like Edmund and Eustace.Why does he give us fallen heros that have to look outside of themselves for goodness and nobility and that carry with them the marks and scars of their cowardice?
Is it because that it is more real to life than the plot lines of our favorite noble characters?Lewis's fallen characters reflect more human decisions and the human heart. And reality points more to the truth and action of the gospel. We all betray and give ourselves over to the White Witch through treachery and sin. We all choose the wrong way and become cowards, creatures of the dark side that cannot regain access to integrity and nobility except through the action of a more righteous other. The consequences of Edmund's betrayal is the most heavy and serious in the series and the one that makes us most feel the weight and gravity of our deepest and most shameful moments. Moments where our actions of sins rot us to the core and debase us so that we are not fit to be anything. Thankfully, the story goes on to tell that what is required is for another to come and take the punishment and restore us with, fingers crossed, humility. Jesus did that for us on the cross. Aslan did it for Edmund at the Stone Table And that's a story line that more children and adults need to hear: we can be restored, with God's help. As great as the story of Harry Potter, and Katniss Evergreen and Percy Jackson are, they can't help us be redeemed from our bad choices- they only show us what happens when we don't make them. And we need to know that bad choices are not our condemnation into villains and antagonists, but that we too can rise and become anti protagonists, fallen heroes, humble and true, part of a bigger story that will bring all the righteous into glory on the last day. Amen.
But back to speaking of kid's lit, modern day kid's lit is a little different from say Lewis's Chronicles of Narnia. Actually, most kid's lit is. Having just finished the Silver Chair a day or two ago, I found it remarkable the number of anti- protagonists there are: Edmund, Eustace, even Peter and Susan in Prince Caspian, Jill Poole and even Digory in The Magician's Nephew. They are all fallen. ignoble characters who have to be redeemed by Aslan. Edmund wants to be King and subject his siblings to his power and gives into the White Witch. Peter and Susan ignore Lucy's wanting to follow Aslan and follow rationality over faith. Eustace is a mean bully who likes to complain and is selfish and rotten to his core. Jill is easily swayed by appearances and gives into the idea of comfort over obedience (see the chapter when they meet the Giants of North). Digory rings the bell that awakens Jadis in a fit of selfishness and impulsiveness, punching poor Polly in the process. Jadis, of course, is the future White Witch. Their actions reflect a rottenness in the heart as a motivation. A baseness they succumb to instead of fight against. They choose willingly to do the wrong thing. And thus fall and fail.
In contrast, Harry, Katniss, Percy Jackson and et al, tend to be true heroes, yes with faults, but faults they overcome nobly. They don't betray. They don't grumble. They overcome their selfishness. They may war against the selfish parts of themselves, but ultimately, they rise to the occasion and do the right thing. And we love them for it. We love Harry and Katniss and Percy's selflessness (okay in Katniss's case her sacrifice) and integrity. They inspire us to rise to the occasion and battle evil and conquer it. They don't fall and so are like the legends of old, ideals, people to look up to. People, characters who become immortal and synonymous with heroism.
So what does that say about Lewis's series where Edmund doesn't overcome his selfishness and Aslan has to pay for his crime. Eustace, too, has to learn humility the hard way and only through Aslan, does he become a decent and 'good' character. Lucy, Peter, Caspian for the most part are noble characters, and while they mess up, they are more in line with our traditional views of heroes and follow the type of Harry, Katniss, and Percy. Which makes it all the more interesting that Lewis writes in characters like Edmund and Eustace.Why does he give us fallen heros that have to look outside of themselves for goodness and nobility and that carry with them the marks and scars of their cowardice?
Is it because that it is more real to life than the plot lines of our favorite noble characters?Lewis's fallen characters reflect more human decisions and the human heart. And reality points more to the truth and action of the gospel. We all betray and give ourselves over to the White Witch through treachery and sin. We all choose the wrong way and become cowards, creatures of the dark side that cannot regain access to integrity and nobility except through the action of a more righteous other. The consequences of Edmund's betrayal is the most heavy and serious in the series and the one that makes us most feel the weight and gravity of our deepest and most shameful moments. Moments where our actions of sins rot us to the core and debase us so that we are not fit to be anything. Thankfully, the story goes on to tell that what is required is for another to come and take the punishment and restore us with, fingers crossed, humility. Jesus did that for us on the cross. Aslan did it for Edmund at the Stone Table And that's a story line that more children and adults need to hear: we can be restored, with God's help. As great as the story of Harry Potter, and Katniss Evergreen and Percy Jackson are, they can't help us be redeemed from our bad choices- they only show us what happens when we don't make them. And we need to know that bad choices are not our condemnation into villains and antagonists, but that we too can rise and become anti protagonists, fallen heroes, humble and true, part of a bigger story that will bring all the righteous into glory on the last day. Amen.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Thoughts swimming in my head
haven't had much time to blog- but have written plenty of posts in my head. Here's what I would write if I could be more disciplined:
-Fanny Price ( of Jane Austen's Mansfield Park) versus Scarlett O'Hara (of MM's Gone with the Wind)- extreme selfishness versus extreme selflessness- who is the better heroine? They are opposite ends of a spectrum, but in the end, are they that different?
-Failure- my many failures and how it's changed me (and how it's a little too easy for me to pick myself up after a project has blown up in my face). humility, ambition, the path to success (true success) should be littered with failure. and not something to fear, yet we fear it so much. why?
-A response to the preface and first essay of Wendell Berry's Sex, Ecomony, Community & Freedom. Liked the first chapter. The preface is a little too 'angry man on a rant who is biting the hand that made him'
and other things.
-Fanny Price ( of Jane Austen's Mansfield Park) versus Scarlett O'Hara (of MM's Gone with the Wind)- extreme selfishness versus extreme selflessness- who is the better heroine? They are opposite ends of a spectrum, but in the end, are they that different?
-Failure- my many failures and how it's changed me (and how it's a little too easy for me to pick myself up after a project has blown up in my face). humility, ambition, the path to success (true success) should be littered with failure. and not something to fear, yet we fear it so much. why?
-A response to the preface and first essay of Wendell Berry's Sex, Ecomony, Community & Freedom. Liked the first chapter. The preface is a little too 'angry man on a rant who is biting the hand that made him'
and other things.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Joy versus Happiness versus Contentedness versus Peace
I feel I must now explain my thoughts on joy versus happiness. One being one very much preferred expression of the other, but not the ultimate desire. In other words, happiness is an expression of joy, but not the only manifestation.
There's a great quote out in the twitter world that originated from who knows where and it goes: "Joy is not the absence of sorrow, but the settled conviction that the gospel is true in the face of sorrow." And I very much believe that statement. What I was trying to get at in my previous post is that I function better when I'm happy- and that doesn't mean I don't understand sorrow or avoid it or repress it, all things I think you cannot do and be a Christian, but that it's okay to operate in the happy realm- it's a byproduct of joy.
And joy encompasses joy and sorrow and everything in between and it is my belief that you cannot know true joy without knowing sorrow. Nor is joy very far away from peace. The peace that passes all understanding and knowledge. These things sort of go hand in hand. And that also means you have a contentedness with joy, sorrow, hardship, happiness, peace, conflict but at the same time have a dis-contentedness with the way things are.
Also, I think I should say that all these things are very very important for a very big reason: they help us love. If we are to be witnesses of Christ, to the ends of the earth, we need to know how to love. And I don't think you know how to love well without joy, sorrow, happiness, contentedness and peace. You may be able to preach, to go to church, to be apart of christian community, but I don't think you'd be able to love others well without understanding how much you are loved. And when you experience how much you are loved you experience love, joy, sorrow, happiness, and peace. It's just what happens when God comes into your life and speaks. His love transcends. It's the reverse of the apple of the tree of good and evil. When you bite the apple of God's love, you experience goodness, grace, peace, love, joy. Things we were created to experience as God's children. The things that make us alive. Make us lights in darkness.
There's a great quote out in the twitter world that originated from who knows where and it goes: "Joy is not the absence of sorrow, but the settled conviction that the gospel is true in the face of sorrow." And I very much believe that statement. What I was trying to get at in my previous post is that I function better when I'm happy- and that doesn't mean I don't understand sorrow or avoid it or repress it, all things I think you cannot do and be a Christian, but that it's okay to operate in the happy realm- it's a byproduct of joy.
And joy encompasses joy and sorrow and everything in between and it is my belief that you cannot know true joy without knowing sorrow. Nor is joy very far away from peace. The peace that passes all understanding and knowledge. These things sort of go hand in hand. And that also means you have a contentedness with joy, sorrow, hardship, happiness, peace, conflict but at the same time have a dis-contentedness with the way things are.
Also, I think I should say that all these things are very very important for a very big reason: they help us love. If we are to be witnesses of Christ, to the ends of the earth, we need to know how to love. And I don't think you know how to love well without joy, sorrow, happiness, contentedness and peace. You may be able to preach, to go to church, to be apart of christian community, but I don't think you'd be able to love others well without understanding how much you are loved. And when you experience how much you are loved you experience love, joy, sorrow, happiness, and peace. It's just what happens when God comes into your life and speaks. His love transcends. It's the reverse of the apple of the tree of good and evil. When you bite the apple of God's love, you experience goodness, grace, peace, love, joy. Things we were created to experience as God's children. The things that make us alive. Make us lights in darkness.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
I'm only happy when I work? What??
Yes. It's true. I am most happy in life when I am in a classroom interacting with students making all those cogwheels turn in little brains. It's almost pathetic how my serotonin and dopamine levels soar when I am teaching. It's my panacea for life. As long as I am working (teaching), I can climb any mountains, ford any stream, overcome any difficulties.
I'm strange I know, but I think it's pretty obvious why teaching makes me happy. Psych 101: Feeling happy is directly correlated to how much meaning and satisfaction you find in work and how connected you are to your community. Not happy in life? You either are not finding meaning and satisfaction in your work or you do not feel connected to your fellow man. It's that simple. Teaching = both. I find meaning in the work and I connect to people aka my students and viola I'm happy. And if I am happy, everything else in my life tends fall in line and get it order. Not very deep, I know. But it works!!
And "cynic" alert: it's also why religion works. As much as I value my faith and my relationship with Jesus and my spirituality, I also know that (and know why?) religion is, yes, an opiate for the masses. See above paragraph: it helps people find meaning in life and help connect people to their fellow man. Maybe I am oversimplifying some of the benefits of Christianity, but it's also true, albeit a simplification. It's part of the whole. And yeah, I think God created it that way. He wired us humans for a specific purpose, and yes, that purpose might just be the recipe for happiness psychologists around the world know so well: find meaning in your work and connect deeply to a community. The mysteries of how to be happy and why we are here solved!
What makes it complicated? Sin. Brokenness. So we need God to overcome the complications. Need Jesus to rediscover meaning. Rediscover how to connect to God and thus then be able to connect to the fellow man. The Gospel in a happiness oriented nutshell. Here's another way to put it:
Find God. Find meaning. Find connection to humanity. Find Happiness. The end.
(yeah, yeah, yeah there are bumps in that formula. hard times. sad times. painful times. but that's part of the process of finding meaning and finding connection. What stage of discovery are you at right now?)
I'm strange I know, but I think it's pretty obvious why teaching makes me happy. Psych 101: Feeling happy is directly correlated to how much meaning and satisfaction you find in work and how connected you are to your community. Not happy in life? You either are not finding meaning and satisfaction in your work or you do not feel connected to your fellow man. It's that simple. Teaching = both. I find meaning in the work and I connect to people aka my students and viola I'm happy. And if I am happy, everything else in my life tends fall in line and get it order. Not very deep, I know. But it works!!
And "cynic" alert: it's also why religion works. As much as I value my faith and my relationship with Jesus and my spirituality, I also know that (and know why?) religion is, yes, an opiate for the masses. See above paragraph: it helps people find meaning in life and help connect people to their fellow man. Maybe I am oversimplifying some of the benefits of Christianity, but it's also true, albeit a simplification. It's part of the whole. And yeah, I think God created it that way. He wired us humans for a specific purpose, and yes, that purpose might just be the recipe for happiness psychologists around the world know so well: find meaning in your work and connect deeply to a community. The mysteries of how to be happy and why we are here solved!
What makes it complicated? Sin. Brokenness. So we need God to overcome the complications. Need Jesus to rediscover meaning. Rediscover how to connect to God and thus then be able to connect to the fellow man. The Gospel in a happiness oriented nutshell. Here's another way to put it:
Find God. Find meaning. Find connection to humanity. Find Happiness. The end.
(yeah, yeah, yeah there are bumps in that formula. hard times. sad times. painful times. but that's part of the process of finding meaning and finding connection. What stage of discovery are you at right now?)
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