The splash of color across that twilit sky on New Year’s Eve told a different story, a story of artistic abandon transcending the need to get things ‘just right’.
I have heard it said that the narrow way can be defined as the unique spiritual journey each of us must walk, and that to be on that path is to refuse to conform to the demands of those around us (to walk their path, or the one most people walk), but, instead, boldly trod the path meant specifically for us.
On July 22, 2015, I drove thirty minutes to a nearby beach to watch the sunrise. Darkness shrouded my walk from the car. For all that I wanted to live near the […]