… writings on the journey thus far
Two forces. Two energies. Two choices. In any given moment, a decision will be based on one or the other. Will I choose fear or Love? But do I even recognize the difference? I suppose a dictionary would be Continue reading Choose fear or Love.
Regret. It is not something I readily accept. Have I missed the mark at times in my life? Most certainly … but to list one or another as “regret” is something I have, for the most part, rejected. In my Continue reading Regret.
No matter the words written here, there are shadows undisturbed within this man. In other words, I’ve got my “stuff.” It’s no big secret. It’s evident in my writing, and even more so in my life. But as I keep rooting Continue reading Another humbling.
The creative process is used by all … no matter how “creative” one may consider himself. My first introduction to this thought came in the statement, “The secret of creation is held in the name of God.” That was just Continue reading Note to self ~ Shut up.
The following piece is about Learning to Waltz. It arose many years ago, touching on thoughts I have previously mentioned here, albeit with a twist here or there: The Native Americans, as well as ancient seers of other cultures, believe Continue reading Learning to waltz.
A new landing place was revealed to me last evening, another perspective … and, as is usually the case with the Buddhist way, offering itself in a gentle manner. But what I truly love about this way is that, with Continue reading Golden leaves.
The following story is shared by Glenn Clark (4) in his book I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes ~ Once a Persian philosopher came to a missionary and offered to pay him to read the Bible for an hour each Continue reading Dare to linger.