To see oneself in another’s story is to find liberation.
To see how another loses herself in love causes one to dig up what they once deemed foolishness and regard it as humanity, in the spirit of self-forgiveness.
To know one can understand without attempting to fix or engage in a “whose pain is greatest” competition, is to receive the gift of pure presence.
To look into the eyes of one who is present is to behold the Universe’s love, the love that existed in its highest form before we were born and took on human meanings of what love should be.
Some stories help us find our way back to that love, no matter how far we have drifted.