“I know my divine essence,” she said, and told others the formula for finding theirs. But when her husband forgot their anniversary, she shattered like glass. The books and discussion groups had exposed her to spirituality, but life demanded something more than exposure. 

What if the secret to a meaningful life isn’t found in grand achievements, but in the quiet pleasures we barely notice?

What if self-doubt didn’t have to paralyze you?

What you think of yourself in the dead of night when no one’s watching, when no mirror reflects it, might be the most consequential opinion you’ll ever have. But what if, in this situation, we are wrong about ourselves? 

Some burdens were never meant to be shared. They were meant to be carried alone, in silence, until they become something else entirely. Then we realized we were not walking alone after all. 

We all carry a second set of thoughts and feelings that we’ve spent decades learning to hide. And for good reason…

There’s a locked room inside each of us. We have already been in it today. Perhaps an intrusive thought flickered through our mind during a meeting, or we caught ourselves imagining something we’d never dare speak aloud, or we judged someone or something in ways we would never share. We all carry these hidden chambers, filled with thoughts and feelings that never reach our lips. They are the feelings we’d rather deny than explain or expose.