As I sit in the sand with the salt water… it stings. I’m learning Santosha. Lately, life circumstances have had a sting. Just like waves, the situations continue relentlessly. Wave pounding in one after another; sting, sting, sting. I have been deeply hurt and saddened, bitter, angry, frustrated. I have felt betrayed and unloved. I know that you reading this know exactly what I mean. You have had your own waves, your own stings.
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