I have intense feelings and I don’t have any choice but to share them. That’s just the way I’m wired. I love powerfully. I hurt deeply. I experience joy with open exuberance.
I don’t hide my feelings well. If you’re paying any attention at all, you know where you stand with me, because I wear my heart on my sleeve.
But there are times — very rare times — when everything feels numb. When that happens, it means that some part of me — maybe a little part or maybe a big part — has finally died after an extended period of intense pain. It happens without warning, although it’s always predictable in retrospect.
I went numb today. It feels like walking in a driving rainstorm without an umbrella — and not caring what anybody else thinks.

For a culture where God is dead, spiritual emergence is madness
I’ll never really know my mother and I’m envious of those who do
Happiness and success elude me unless I’m doing something I love
News used to be important; now it’s well-dressed entertainment
Personal growth feeds a romance, but lack of honesty destroys love
‘Don’t ever be afraid to turn page,’ but leaving comfort zone is scary
Being disconnected from love as close to hell as we’ll find on Earth
Plans change and people hurt us, but we often need to start over