You're likely aware of the current headlines, if you can bear to digest them: domestic financial institutions teetering on the brink and global economic turmoil; pressing matters of life and environmental stability in the face of energy and climate challenges; the disheartening blend of corruption and stagnation within our governing bodies; the overwhelming influence wielded by tech titans, pharmaceutical conglomerates, and massive corporations; the pervasive sense of isolation and desolation that afflicts countless individuals, spanning generations; and the daily, Herculean efforts required for a significant portion of the population to make ends meet.
And somehow, you are supposed to focus on your own life and not pay attention to the fact that your own family members have rejected you.
There is therapy, meditation, self-care, and helping others while the voice of lingering depression continues to play its sad song in the background.
Just let go and focus on your own life, and there you are again, looped into the never-ending hamster wheel of pain and suffering.
How do any of us cope with what’s become the new "normal"? What is this doing to our spirit, health – and our sanity?
And then there is the heart, oh the heart.
The heart; the place that stores your memories, the love, and the truth.
“The wound is the place where light enters you.” - Rumi
~ A Course in Miracles
Yes, it is Love.
Ok, it is Love. That should be the answer, but how?
And what does this even mean?
What does it look like in the broken-ness of estrangement?
The fractured families?
In a world unraveling with uncertainty?
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