Step Into the Storm

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

Too Busy Living to be Held Back by Religion

If I was wrong, then God could come down, shut my mouth, and explain how could he be anything but delighted with this woman. But since he remained silent, I went with my own thoughts.