I have successfully gotten past the angst of the last post, having found just as many open-minded, accepting folk on Tumblr as otherwise. I know I’m not a jerk. I know I’m being thoughtful. And I’ll gladly have a mature, reasoned conversation with anyone who wants to challenge me on that. (A conversation with my mother was a wonderful remedy to my bad mood, as was a healthy reality check.)
I say a lot that God tends to give me what I need when I ask for it, even if it isn’t readily apparent from the outset. Today I was surfing Tumblr, feeling a little despondent, and I came across this most wonderful Tumblr, which made the world feel okay again:
This post in particular is one of my favorites.
It is full of love and peace and wisdom, and reassures me that despite its frustrations, full of great things.
Om Jaya Sri Rama!