I’m not sure we’re ready for this, but here goes. What if I told you a story about the time I saw my Great Aunt Elma, five months deceased, standing on the dresser in my bedroom wearing a … [Read more...]
Hovering Over A Moment That Cannot Be Captured
“Peace be with you…” Have you ever sat by yourself on the beach at the ocean, or walked along its foaming boundary, or stood sentry on a cliff overlooking its broiling brine? When you were … [Read more...]