We Stone Our Prophets, Then

Commitment To A Plan Or Thought Carries With It A Force That Can Influence The Unconscious Mind And Bring About The Desired Effect. In Other Words, Once We Decide To Have Something, The Mind Unconsciously Begins To Create The Reality Necessary To Bring To Pass What We Desire.

I Have Learned That Real Angels Don't Have Gossamer White Robes And Cherubic Skin, They Have Calloused Hands And Smell Of The Days' Sweat.

Everyone Has Some Inner Power That Awaits Discovery.

I Have Come To Believe That We Do Not Walk Alone In This Life. There Are Others, Fellow Sojourners, Whose Journeys Are Interwoven With Ours In Seemingly Random Patterns, Yet, In The End, Have Been Carefully Placed To Reveal A Remarkable Tapestry. I Believe God Is The Weaver At That Loom.

We're All Moons. Sometimes Our Dark Sides Overshadow Our Light.