Why do I write this blog? What is this whole #four4soaring thing about anyway? As I ponder this question I am assaulted by what Steven Furtick calls the Chatterbox in my own head: You are writing this blog out of ego. You want to be liked. You crave attention. You don't really care about anyone... Continue Reading →
What is it about our human nature that is so stoked in fear that we are constantly looking for any excuse to find the exit? What saturates our brains in flight or fight neuropathy so much that it feels like we are always either defending our flank or leaping like an antelope for the safety... Continue Reading →
I used to dream of the ability to shower people with gifts that I thought would thank them properly and adequately. The original, first and only draft of the lyrics to 'Your Song,' the crown jewel of the Elton John and Bernie Taupin songbook. I used to pine tirelessly to imagine a way of thanking... Continue Reading →
Who do you let in? Who do you seek out? How often do you stop, cup your hands to your mouth and cry: Hello in There? We all yearn to be known. We have this inborn appetite to be seen. We are also prompted to connect with others. The opposite, isolation, is both physically and... Continue Reading →
As I prepare to sit through this storm my thoughts and prayers are not for all the THINGS that are already lost and will be lost.
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