What we dream about can influence what we do in life, but without a dream, we’re an empty vessel. Dreams come to us children, sometimes wanting to get out of … Continue reading Finding Your Dreams With TM.
The road follows its own course, we’re just along for the ride. We stare at the road presented before us, its trees, thorns ad cracked and splintered surface, but what … Continue reading Finding Your Own Road.
As a child I remember my father critiquing me for anything he believed I did wrong. If I stood with my hands on my hips, “That looks Gay”, or when … Continue reading Writing Critiques and How TM has changed my view.
Searching through the files of our lives, they must look like the deleted technology of a long-lost civilization, long burnt down, crashed and falling to ash. We watch the reel, … Continue reading Writing Through the Falling Ash
They gather in the field, each one of them finding something they hadn’t thought would be there. Standing in the sun, the crisp air moving through the pasture, the scent … Continue reading Writer’s and their Window Dressing.