Every year in the days before my birthday, I make time to remember why I was born. I’ll take a walk in the woods, perhaps a long bath, and spend some hours writing in my journal, seeking to sense more strongly the larger purpose for my life. 1,197 more words
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In 1966 Simon & Garfunkel could hear
the sounds of silence.
Today are we missing the sound of wisdom?
On the way home from Puerto Vallarta, I wasn’t looking for anything except to endure the long way not expected to end until head on my pillow about 4 a.m. 536 more words