Every time I sit down to write, my anxieties flood through my mind and make it hard to concentrate. I've been meditating a bit before I start, and I decided to write down my thoughts: Step Into the Storm It roars Square your shouldersLet it blow Breathe Move forward Step into it The debris collides with you … Continue reading Step Into the Storm
Five minutes before, he was marrying the woman who had just died after sixty years of marriage. And less than five minutes before then, he was scrambling on the decks of a sinking ship.
"Let me ask you," he said to the little children, "If you were to die in your sleep tonight, where would you go?"
What I saw when I removed the mask....
I don’t have mystical or psychic abilities but I possess qualities that would identify me as an empath. At church, when I greeted people, I surveyed their faces. Was there sadness or fatigue in the eyes? Were there worried lines behind the smiles? Or were they masking everything over? When I shook their hands, I … Continue reading Is This What an Empath Is?