Self-transcendence is the essence of existence. Being human is directed to something other than itself.*
Viktor Frankl

Am I my brother’s keeper? No, I am my brother’s brother.**
AleXander McManus

We thought it was all about us,
But, like water through our fingers,
Life is always running from us –
And yet, when we live for something else,
Someone else,
Like clay, life becomes
uniquely formable, satisfying,
Joyfully meaningful.

*Viktor Frankl’s The Will to Meaning;
**AleXander McManus in a session on Blue Moments, reflecting on Cain’s question to God.