Nature abhors (Hates) a Vacuum. An empty space in our knowledge will also be filled in with truth or a best guess. When you asking questions of those who have gone ahead you yearn for the missing parts of the puzzle.
Continue reading “US 4 – Holes and Empty Spaces – Vacuums of Information.”
Each of us are somewhere on this Arc or Curve of life. I don’t know which of the last two I am, but to give you a sense of where I started do you remember Spike Jones and the City Slickers or Sid Ceasar and Imogene Coca? Continue reading “Now That’s Interesting 2 – The Arc of a Life.”
It is Six in the morning and I’m struggling to get back to sleep. My “Soul Voice” (1.) isn’t happy with me and it is gruffly telling me “Tis not too late to seek a newer world.” But there is another darker voice.
I know my mind, and when it gets like this trying to sleep is a waste of time. So I am up and tuning in on the signals buzzing in my head. I am trying to find the courage and the commitment I need to pick up the proverbial gauntlet that my best self has been incessantly throwing at my feet. But the dark voice hovers. Continue reading “Let Me Tell You a Story 2 – Dancing with the Dark Angel”
