PARADOX

   I have mixed feelings about most things. My faith is peppered with doubt, my love with distaste, my hope with fear. I am excited in some ways and exhausted in others. I am young and old, wise and foolish, strong as an ox, and fragile as a butterfly.
     What is new and fresh becomes stale. What is foreign becomes familiar, and what is big becomes small. We are expansion and reduction. We are all things: paradoxical at every turn.

Everything in life is a mix of this and that, including me. I am at ease with the tensions of my life.