Many of you wrote to me after the last article , sharing your own stories, reflections, and lived experiences of being cracked open by life. I am deeply grateful for your courage, your honesty, and your willingness to normalize vulnerability in a world that so often asks us to hide it. This work is not meant to be done alone, and your voices matter here.   I spoke about how grief, heartbreak, and loss expand our capacity to love, not by bypassing pain, but by allowing life to

There comes a moment on every spiritual path when our solo work reaches its edge. You can journal, breathe, meditate, regulate, reflect, and meet yourself with so much courage — and still feel the sense that something deeper wants to move… but won’t budge in isolation. Because you can’t alchemize everything alone. None of us can. Some layers only unwind when you’re held inside a field that catalyzes your fear of judgment; a container that is loving enough and coherent enough