Just Stopping, Is A Radical Act Of

"what Is My Job On The Planet?" Is One Question We Might Do Well To Ask Ourselves Over And Over Again. Otherwise, We May Wind Up Doing Somebody Else's Job And Not Even Know It. And What's More, That Somebody Else Might Be A Figment Of Our Own Imagination, And Maybe A Prisoner Of It As Well.

It Is Indeed A Radical Act Of Love Just To Sit Down And Be Quiet For A Time By Yourself.

Acknowledging That Sometimes, Often At Very Crucial Times, You Really Have No Idea Where You Are Going Or Even Where The Path Lies. A The Same Time, You Can Very Well Know Something About Where You Are Now (even If It Is Knowing That You Are Lost, Confused, Enraged Or Without Hope).

Can You Question Who You Are? And Are You Comfortable With Not Knowing?

Even Before Smart Phones And The Internet, We Had Many Ways To Distract Our Selves. Now That's Compounded By A Factor Of Trillions.