Wednesday, December 06, 2006
I love thunderstoms. I always have. I used to go out and open the garage door and sit there watching storms. It was never boring. It was better than the Brady Bunch. I FEEL storms. I think they know me. The one I'm listening to right now is beautiful. It's in the heart of the Smokey Mountains in North Carolina. These mountains are very smokey tonight. The fog is very mystical. The whole world is veiled to me right now while I rest. The rain is tender. The lightning is as amazing to me as when I was a child. I feel like I could call it to me and be empowered by it's touch. -- kim
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
He calls himself God’s Will, and all the grown-ups wink and smile. His name is William, Will of course, and he thought the preacher was talking about him one Sunday morning. He’s been God’s Will ever since. He knows God’s will is a good thing. He can tell by the way people talk about it that it’s really, really important.