We all believe to need identity. Some are happy with the one they found but it is static (and limiting). Others struggle. What if our need of a fixed identity is replaced by a continuous connectedness with the flow of life?
Before God? Perhaps I should explain. The word, for me, does not mean something or somebody that can be defined or described, but rather the opposite: the ineffable mystery which still relates to me through an equally ineffable love. A mystery that I cannot grasp and