What is it that keeps the human spirit alive? What is it that’s keeps us going, especially when the going gets tough? We marvel at individuals and admire their grit, their sheer determination to keep pushing on, regardless of what life throws at them. How do they do that? These…
As you know, I’ve been busy writing of late. It’s a long, slow, solitary practice, with little that I’m willing to share with others at this stage. That will come later. My other creative endeavours have been left by the wayside for the moment but, like my lovely followers, they…
She looked up at the sky Then down at the earth She stamped in frustration And questioned her worth She could see where she’d been To the pain she’d inflicted She cried tears of anguish Her throat constricted Please help me, she cried Is there anyone there? Please show me…