At week one of world lockdown, I overheard my neighbor expressing concern on when the waste collector might come around because their trash bin is filled up. At pre-quarantine panic in California, a friend of mine shared that sanitary napkins were quickly wiped out from supermarket stalls. A lot of memes have made fun of people’sRead moreRead more
Faith is not fullness, but emptiness. It is not in the solid ground that awaits when we leap, but in the space in between. It is not in the hope that we wish to always cling to, but in the despair that drugs us into a constant search for hope in the many places it likes to flutter about. Faith is never in the knowing for sure, but always in the unconscious bewilderment and wonder for all that ever is and may or may not be.