There's something paradoxical about restraining, saying no, when everything in you wants to say yes, everything in you wants to go get, everything in you wants to consume And then you pause and wait And it passes. Is that the power of restraint?
Lent is the practice of sacrifice (going without) and remembrance. I am giving up chocolate this year and will try to write a poem in my new βLent Collectionβ each day. Enjoy!