Without Integrity
I’m still sorting out my own authenticity, so who am I to wag an accusatory finger, even from a place of love? Who am I to criticize someone else’s hazardous behavior and choices? But then again, am I without integrity if I don’t? Who am I if I don’t speak up?
Ornamental Love
All of Us
If I can write deeply and meaningfully about the worst part of someone or about the stellar behavior of another, it’s because it’s in me, too. … It’s all of us.
My Love and Your Self-Interest
In that balance of love and concern and holding space for loving them no matter what, another stoic lesson helps me: your self-interest is outside of me, outside of my control.
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