There is nothing more ordinary than relationship, and nothing more sacred. Every moment of contact, each glance, misunderstanding, or pause between words, is life reaching through us to meet itself. We are never outside of it. Even silence is a form of contact. Even withdrawal leaves a shape in our lives.

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.