rachelklan

I live in a world where an absolute villain is impossible
and Utopia a plausible outcome.
Where imagination father's my reality.
Come, try on this perception!
Walk in my flip-flops.
Can I get you a glass of hopeful words to wash down this red pill?

Winter came early 7 yrs ago tomorrow. It was an unexpected cold, frost that snapped and burned the precious and fragile twigs of life on our human family tree. Looking about in our post 9-11 world it is saddening to see how much we are still chilled by the frigidness of that ice storm. It isn't hard to feel the winter time in many spirits.
When we face a season of loss, we can expect the plow of sorrow to appear. It tills the field of a soul in preparation of new growth. It is our job to...