Ecclesiastes 3 is one of the most poetic verses I’ve ever read in the Bible. I read it today, and it provided much hope. This is but a season. Plant what you wish to grow. 3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 2 A time to be… Continue reading This Is But A Season
Inspired by Kris Carr’s blog, “The Myth of Finding Your Purpose.” I am not my future children. I am not my future husband. I am not my home. I am not my mother. I am not my father. I am not my job. I am not my earnings. I am not my conditionings. I… Continue reading I am not.
After reading The Nightingale, WW2 won’t get out of my head. A good book transports you; a great book makes you forget that you aren’t actually there. France in WW2 is not the happiest place to take a mental vacation. But I can’t help but see the significance in modern times, how I ended the… Continue reading The Nightingale and Now: A Trip to WW2
The ‘next great American novel’ is likely one without distinguishable grid lines. It is the voice of a refugee fleeing terror or an illegal immigrant fighting poverty. It has no real roots except where one is running from. It is a story for the road.
Lynea Weatherly helped me uncover the subconscious programming I’d decided would keep me safe in other lives. This programming led to a vow that I created.