I couldn’t see wasting two weeks…creating a novella I didn’t like and wouldn’t be able to sell. So I threw it away.            The next night, when I came home from school, Tabby had the pages. She’d spied them while emptying my wastebasket, had shaken the cigarette ashes off the crumpled balls of paper, smoothed them…

I have a Gift. So do you. My Gift could be described in a number of ways, but at its most basic level, it has to do with uncovering the uniqueness in people and helping them see it for themselves. I express this Gift unknowingly and knowingly, as in writing posts for this blog. But…

Monday morning. The first day of the week brings fresh hopes and dreams. I imagine better, clearer ways to be true, to give the Gift entrusted to me. But there’s always something. I live on a mini-ranch. Letting the horses out to graze reveals leg injuries. The gelding—who wasn’t supposed to mount the mare in…

There is a word that – keeps you down, – deepens your fears, – squelches your dreams and – hands you off to addictions and distractions—television, video games, shopping, wine, porn—ensuring you waste your life. The word is this: H O W As in: Do that? I don’t see how. I can’t see how to…

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