Your trusting place is where you make sense of it all and find meaning and create purpose.
At that point he realized he needed to start reading books and changing his life. . . . . . So he did.
If only life were fair, I would be able to write every day in my boxers while sipping on coffee in the morning and red wine in the evening.
I have devoted myself to an idea. The readers of this blog are already over the hundreds, within a short time, my idea is this blog will be read not by hundreds, but thousands. I figured something out through trial and error. I figured out that in order to be a writer--one must actually write.... Continue Reading →