Where is my playground now? I want to romp in sunlit fields. Like I did when I was younger. But there are no open fields now like there were then. Now there is more uncertainty than ever before. They say we need faith and hope, but we need more than that. We need a tangibleContinue reading “Where Is My Playground?”
This is a guest blog from a Swedish man who writes under the pen name, Fomtriok. I find his writing to be profound and insightful, even more so than published books I’ve read on the human condition. I’ve included his short bio at the end of the post. Enjoy! There is this disposition thatContinue reading “Living from the Inside Out”
I am alive with the wellness of Being.
I have dreamed big dreams. Some of them have come true.
Grayson found it hard to breathe. Sweat poured from his forehead, down his crimsoned cheeks, onto the stiff collar of his white shirt. The cubicles surrounding Grayson in the sprawling call center buzzed with activity. “This is Grayson Sellers speaking. May I have your contract number please?” “Habla Espanol?” “I only speak English,” Grayson replied.Continue reading “Something More Than Telewars”