Empty: A Paradox

Last week’s post was all about paradox: to be full is to be hungry for the right things. I included a poem on the subject and promised you its sequel this week.

We’ll get to that in a moment.

As I was reflecting back on recent posts, I realized that paradox has been popping up on this blog frequently of late:

~ Beloved Insignificant addressed the need to live into both sides of that paradox: we are, at the same time, cosmically unimportant and eternally loved.

~ Breathe helped me sort...