When I was growing up, I’d walk to school in the snow. In Florida. Uphill all three ways.
This Book is Not FOR SALEIt's in our genetics. It's why women are the master species. We give birth and we can walk in heels.
Taking a ShotThen it doesn't matter which way you walk...-so long as I get somewhere.
Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found ThereThe discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness.
Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and ArtI am doing what is right and from my heart against all odds.
Walking Toward the Light: A Journey in Forgiveness and Death