We fall for it again and again, the lie: “If only I could stay in control of whatever gives me a sense of safety, I would have peace.” But true peace more often comes on the other side of loss, all those small deaths that knock us down, sometimes knock us out. Kayla McClurg, Waiting for the Light (peace day nine)
We fall for it again and again, the lie: “If only I could stay in control of whatever gives me a sense of safety, I would have peace.” But true peace more often comes on the other side of loss, all those small deaths that knock us down, sometimes knock us out. Kayla McClurg, Waiting for the Light (peace day nine)