January 12, 2026
Today in contemplation
You are neither wise nor helpless in the world. You are confused. Thorns bloody you as you wander from the path. Love is your balm. Love heals all wounds, or so you wish. Love takes many forms. Some devastate you. When you fall into the brambles, do not collapse and weep. Climb out. Get back on the path. Walk with those who know, and with those who are lost, and with those who do not know the difference. Life is a foreign land. Who there recognizes you? All are walking about in a dream. Do not become downhearted. You appear wise to some. To others you are helpless. You are neither. Remove the thorns. Love closes the wounds, but you worry it will not last. You are not in a foreign land. You are in the home you never left. Stop your worries. Remove your fears. Love without fear has no end. It heals all.
