something to hold onto

I'm not religious. But in times of severe stress and anxiety, I scramble internally to find something to hold onto.

I envy people who have deep faith. Putting your life troubles in the hands of something greater than yourself must be a warm solace.

I believe that there is something out there. But I'm not sure what that something is. I have a hard time articulating my curiosities.

It's hard to imagine and feel the love and protection of this mystical Universal Mother.

Both my parents have passed away, and I miss being consoled by some older parental figure, you know? I just want someone to tell me that everything will be okay, to believe it, and to be wrapped up in that peace and comfort.


the morning sun waking up through my window