"There is a cry deeper than all sounds whose serrated edges cut the heart as we break open, to the place inside which is unbreakable and whole, while learning to sing" - Rashani There is an illness in being somebody and and illness in being nobody. When we meet that which is hard to bear in our experience in general, and the force of self judgement in particular, we can come to rest in natural being and open to the fullness of life.