Taughannock Falls, New York State

Last night, I writhed in bed from hunger, my belly on fire. I struggled, fought. Kicked. Turned. Prayed, darts shooting off my head, as I tried to sleep and shake off unforgiveness.

Today is my fifth day of prayer and fasting. Today is a new day, a new day to decide to forgive, orange sun bursting at dawn. And today I found my place, the restlessness and boredom withering, and a joy inside replacing, bursting with orange light, hope anew. And I find myself happy once more, just living every moment, every millisecond, without craving, striving, wanting more.