I was 31 and I was stepping onto the spiritual path and shoulding on myself like mad. Me telling myself I had to be more forgiving, I had to be nicer, I had to be sweeter, I had to be - oh - just about anything but myself. I had to go for perfection. Sure. What a pain in the ass that was!
I was telling someone today that I know someone who is a spiritual…
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