When my body needs fuel, I experience a sensation I call hunger. When my body is becoming dehydrated, I feel something we call thirst.
And when my soul needs authentic human connection, I experience something — a hunger, a hurt, a passion — which doesn’t really have a name.
Sometimes we call it loneliness, but it’s more than that. It’s an emptiness. It’s emotional. It’s intellectual. It’s spiritual. And it’s physical.
This inner yearning is the force which has allowed the human race to survive for so long. The writer of the Hebrew book of Genesis tells us that God looked at the world he had made and at the man he had made, then said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.”
Even thousands of years ago, the wise men who wrote such books knew that a man and a woman needed one another. And something inside us won’t leave us alone until we go back to our personal origins — and finally get that right.
In a time of crisis — such as today — I feel this hunger as never before.

Mark Bodenhausen was a principled libertarian, but he was an even better human being
‘Pretense of knowledge’ leads world down a dangerous path
Who needs due process? Kangaroo court gets power to kill citizens
Ignore the happy face it presents: Coercive state points a gun at you
Bride is 89 and the groom is 86,
Is there life on Mars? Is there love? Where can we find what’s missing?
Love & Hope — Episode 6:
‘I understand all you’re saying, but what if I’ve waited too late?’
Next, this city is going to be selling lemonade and holding bake sales