Coming Home
I come home,the sun is lowand you stand thereas beautiful as everin the doorwayto our home Fields of goldglistening in the setting sun.My steps are light,my heart is whole. Son, why are you running?I throw… Coming Home
I come home,the sun is lowand you stand thereas beautiful as everin the doorwayto our home Fields of goldglistening in the setting sun.My steps are light,my heart is whole. Son, why are you running?I throw… Coming Home
April is the cruelest month,hail storms, like pounding fleshbreathing empty husks of artthrough our marvelous cities. What has God bestowed upon the worthy?Is not all that is worth something now lost!Guide your face to the… Oh, Humanity!
Goes to show again that everything we want to know is already inside of us, all we need to do is consult that inner whisper guiding to light. Easier still if we drown out all… Rediscovery
The art of reinventing oneself. The only thing that all great teachers encourage is finding out what’s true to you and then unapologetically living that truth.It’s what Hugh Heffner did.It’s what Caroline Myss talks about… Reinvention