The mind is a drunk poet; the heart is the sober mystic who forgives him Fear shrinks the soul, making you feel small, cut off from life its...

The mind is a drunk poet; the heart is the sober mystic who forgives him Fear shrinks the soul, making you feel small, cut off from life itself. But when you lean into trust, your spirit expands, and the universe rises to hold you in its hands. In trust, you are never alone— you are carried, you are ...