I write because it is my way of appreciating life / people who have inspired me in more ways than I really do justice to.
” Innerdialect” : because I believe we all speak the same language when the need arises. If you have survived an illness, a storm, an unusual event in your life, you might agree …
I have understood life so much better through the eyes of a friend, or a person not a friend. Through those who love and hate, those who are different and indifferent.
Painting is so much easier : one is not as vulnerable. Words betray the way our heart went today, or that time we hit a new low. Or High 🙂 And I know vulnerability can be an indispensable vehicle if used to transport value. I write/ Paint from Reality : and some things between…
Glad you were here …
I believe it takes an entire lifetime to discover that person within. And see Life as it really is. There will always be unanswered questions, till we see thru it all.
Some of us write about the things that Silence us, make us curious, or angry, even afraid.
I am fascinated by God. By people. I love people. Can’t explain, because if you have lived enough, there will be enough occasion for hate. But human beings are priceless, they show us that invisible world we would like to think does not exist.
The Edge of Light is held by Darkness. Evil itself tells me there is God. I love Him and wish to fulfill the purpose for which I was born. Everything else is His gift to us : What can I return for all that He has so freely given me ?