A Reason to Keep Going
On the plane ride home from California, I started writing the “missing chapter”. My hope for healing was the reason I kept going.
Say Thank You
"When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. And when life is bitter, say thank you and grow."
A Fresh Vista
I’d spent the last two years staring at the same four walls, the same few faces, the same sidewalks, parks and streets. In order to produce new writing—new art—I needed a fresh vista.
The Missing Chapter
My editor Ruth smiled encouragingly at me. “Can the convent deal with suffering? Can my writing deal with my suffering? These are questions your book will try to answer."
Race Across San Francisco
The next day, I had an in-person meeting with my editor Ruth in downtown San Francisco.
The Expansion
My heart was stretching, expanding. Preparing for something new.
So long, Lord, I thought. So long have I waited for this convent of the heart.