I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.
– Sade Andria Zabala
I used to think I understood this quote. On some level my soul recognized its truth, and I knew it meant something for me. A blurry old friend I never remembered making but KNEW I was intimate with even if I didn’t recognize their face.
I get it now.
Hmmm…Another beautiful thought . I would love to talk about… 😉
MJ