January 4, 2016



I was standing by a winter pond looking at the icy fragments jutting up in frozen animation; as I sat there, the cold numbing my bare hands, I had a thought––perhaps, the heart breaks when the blood becomes cold and the wall of the heart freezes, then the heart can b...

January 3, 2016



The soft voice of a broken heart is where God listens; essence and truth are quiet––the melding of oneness happens when the ego has nothing left to chew on. Outward expressions, even out of torment or bliss, are but a glimmer from the essence many times attenuated. W...

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