“Jesus was stoned, but no rock hit him. He slipped into the crowd and was found later teaching on a hill somewhere. History tells us that he did nothing wrong, and we sacrificed him anyway. The day my father died,… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“I wept for relationships not possible due to denial and dreams locked in the back of people’s minds, all of the bits of life… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“Awakening your spiritual self is like having a second childhood with faulty parents, broken bones and proverbial brussel sprouts.” — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“There are two different kinds of people in the world. There are people who instinctively look for every chance to be a “victim” and… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“Those teetering on madness hold keys to doors you know nothing about. You must ask yourself if these rooms are worth visiting—if in the… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“I once held a belief that life made sense, that working toward a dream would birth substance. Nothing else mattered. I soon discovered that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“Sometimes belief is the reason for liberation; other times, our own conviction prevents our escape. It depends on whether or not you believe God… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“The journey was a surreal dream. This world was about knowing the person you’d always wanted to be and setting your foot down to… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“Sometimes there’s no map when you go to new places, you have to make unexpected turns, but the beauty is these places are new.” — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“It’s no secret that we all live within a damning illusion called denial. We are doomed by our own far-reaching imaginations and beliefs that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“The real world reveals itself like surprise gifts on our doorstep, special moments that seem above and beyond the reality of others. These times… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“We’d all lost ourselves and found something far more significant together. We reached with gaping wounds for a healing we desired so badly, like… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“It’s strange how what drives us may abandon us midstream, how what tickles our ears with lies one moment may tell us truths that… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
“Hope starts as a promise made to yourself, the first drop of rain in a parched land, the first step onto dry earth for… — Christopher Hawke Copy Share Image
