the summer will soon be drawing to a close, and I shall be hard at work upon my books…
This week, I have been enjoying the blessed company of loved ones who have kindly come for a visit. We have been having a number of discussions that have been reminding me why it is I do what I do, and filling me with strength, joy, determination and hope.
My reason for living is to spread love. To manifest love. To see love.
My imperfections are like knots in a tree. They do not stop the tree from growing, leaves from bursting, flowers from blooming, fruit from ripening.
Those knots give the tree its own particular, vulnerable, organic and divine beauty.
Logospilgrim, the quiet professor