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Many of us walk around feeling disoriented and disconnected, struggling with the full weight of our human experience. This is often because we are spiritually disassociated—
"You had me at hello." (Jerry Maguire)
"It was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together..." (Sleepless in Seattle)
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REVERT TO CATHOLICISM
I spent years in the new age community, meditating and practicing yoga to quiet my mind and connect with my spirit. But despite all the talk of "love and light," I was constantly asking myself, "Where's the peace?"
We live in a world where we want what we want, and we want it right now. We don't have the patience for waiting. But while we know what we want, we often
Have you ever found yourself caught between two seemingly different paths to a happy life?
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Many of us walk around feeling disoriented and disconnected, struggling with the full weight of our human experience. This is often because we are spiritually disassociated—
On a recent morning while riding in the NYC subway, a woman approached me. She had a confused look on her face. She pointed to a piece of paper and asked me how to get to Williams Street. We were currently in midtown and heading downtown. "You are on the wrong train. This is the express train. You need the local train," I told her.
THE JOURNEY TO I DO
"You had me at hello." (Jerry Maguire)
"It was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together..." (Sleepless in Seattle)
The romantic ideal of the "Soulmate"—that one perfect, destined partner—is one of the most persistent myths in modern relationships. However, focusing on this ideal can distract us from the necessary work required to sustain a healthy partnership.
Too much pressure - Hollywood movies condition us that our soulmate will make the sun brighter, the sky bluer and our lives perfect. We are taught that the arrival of our soulmate will bring us love,
On a recent morning while riding in the NYC subway, a woman approached me. She had a confused look on her face. She pointed to a piece of paper and asked me how to get to Williams Street. We were currently in midtown and heading downtown. "You are on the wrong train. This is the express train. You need the local train," I told her.