They could not listen they're not listening still, perhaps they never will…Don MacleanThere is treasure inside all of us, but we must be willing to dig for it. When that cache is located, if we share what is found with a loving, open heart, we will witness it increase in value. This value perpetuates itself as the message is accepted by others.Watching my truth spill out onto the white like so much blood, I am in rapture, consumed by what is being accepted. Acceptance gives...

The RecollectorI am the watcher, the memory, a wanderer and a collector. You can't discern me, but I leave my footprint. Very young children and animals can detect me sometimes – their parents or owners catch a glimpse as a result. This is not a role anybody wants, no; ego has no place here. It needs to be removed before one can resume the process; an arduous task.I'm just a warrior, I'm not even sure what that means, I know that love and k...

This is more than a bunch of crazy stories, it’s a responsibility.How strong is denial? How much can a person justify? There is no limit to the number of lies one person will believe, even perpetuate to advance their program. When that agenda falls under the influence of something else, something dark and insidious, a thing that has been waiting patiently to feed on what is left of his withered spirit? While it waits, he is being prepared so this creature can absorb whatev...