silent reverie

How much of happiness is an emotion, and how much of it is a state of mind? Are unhappy people unfortunate enough to have less opportunities to experience the emotion of happiness, or are they simply so used to feeling unhappy that they have almost subconsciously willed themselves into unhappiness... If I have to be completely honest with myself, it's been very easy for me to be unhappy lately. Even as I am typing this, I am fighting off the familiar waves of sadness that lapping at my heart. It seems to be beyond my circumstances, and to be rooted in a deeper dissatisfaction. Usually when I write in here, I like to have a neat topic I can offer my two cents on, and leave it at that. But today, I just have this uncomfortable urge to figure out what is going on inside me. Why am I sad? Why do I feel so alone? What can solve this feeling of isolation that plagues me so heavily? Sadness can really sap your energy. Last night, I came back from Julie's birthday with a heart f...

We're only human. I've often heard it as an excuse. It's said with a shrug of the shoulders, a sigh of resignation, or a tone of indignation. Humanity is synonymous with imperfection. It is the burden we all must bear. But sometimes it isn't just an excuse. Sometimes it's a reminder. We all know in our heads that we are faulty beings with selfish inclinations. But what happens when we find ourselves in a position where we feel as if we must be more than "just human"? What happens when we find ourselves balancing the delicate and volatile lives of those who have come to see glimpses of God through our actions? What happens when we forget for an instant that we are only human and suddenly expect so much more than that from ourselves. And what happens when reality knocks us off our carefully constructed soap boxes and we're suddenly so much more human than we ever thought we were. We wince a little. We look around, hoping nobody saw us fall; know...