Spirituality

I think I'm experiencing some kind of soft and subtle midlife crisis. I'll be 32 soon and no matter what aspect of my life i look at I'm dissatisfied. It's strange though, because, I don't seem to be bothered enough to really force a change. I feel deeply comfortable with myself and where I ever go I'm generally able to deal with the circumstances without coming close to breaking down and it's this sense of comfort that keeps me imprisoned. Then I get to thinking about if life is ever really satisfying ...

It's easy to forget how important it is to trust ourselves. Not being swept away by elusive and convincing doubt takes real effort. That kind of effort however is never forceful.

I often wonder if I am the center of my own universe and do I really have the ability to change it. There was a time once where in the emptiness of it all I caught a glimpse of truth and yet somehow I still manage to fall into doubt. How can it be that this ME can wield this greatness? It perhaps seems like ...