Part of what feeds cynicism is not just pain, but a narrowing of the arena in which pain is encountered. When suffering is held only inside the human sphere, inside social systems, histories, betrayals, injustices, and personal loss, it becomes unbearable. Not because we are actually isolated, but because suffering is held inside too small a field. No wider field to hold it. No intelligence large enough to metabolize it.

A personal account of how shared holding revealed the wisdom within fear, illuminating the metaphysics of community, relationality, and sacred stewardship.

Survival strategies become roles we forget we are performing—roles that bury who we are. Your Soul Will Keep Starving Until You Face Your Own Distortions explores how facing our own chaos is the first true act of devotion. Power doesn’t begin with potency. It begins with choosing our soul over survival.