Soul, Biochemistry, and the Song of the World
Beside a churning blue ocean, I sit upon an old wooden bench, the carved bones of some ancient tree, with my bare feet lightly touching the sandy earth. A turqu...
Category: Inspiration
Belonging In A Real World
Friend, if you do not know how to live in the world because it breaks your heart, sometimes daily, you are not alone. This morning I woke with grief like a dark...