At some point in many of our lives, we will find someone to whom we are desperately attracted, and yet who endlessly hurts or exhausts us. The stakes seem so high, the desire is so deep, but so too the pain. In her diaries, Anais Nin writes of Henry Miller: "this love will either kill or save me forever." Which will it be? Will the love slowly eat at your soul as you fruitlessly continue to search for the grail while suffocating in its tomb -- or will it give you the courage to crusade, to fight to the death, and to discover something truly sacred? Read more >






