Silk purse from a pig's ear

How to honour the dishonourable? How to discover the wisdom in foolishness, the maturity in childishness?

How to redeem my own strange choices, transforming them into a rich vein of creativity and insight?

How to create peace within my turmoil?

As always, with love and compassion. I'm only human. To recognise and allow for the truth that I'm weak, foolish, self-indulgent. I don't need to be perfect, just to remember to do the best I can.