My son was only in second grade when he took my face in his hands. Staring at me with big blue eyes, he sighed, and asked, “Mommy, why are you doing something you hate to do?”

 I was writing a poem. My soul loves poetry. I’d weirdly assumed that because my soul came pre-ordained to create sonnets t...

What is your soul longing to create?

 Personally, I’ve yet another form of writing to embrace. Although I’ve written 40 non-fiction books, it’s time to poke the bear and finish up my fiction manuscript, and children’s books, and..

 Every soul carries the call to make something no one else can. We ...

Have you sensed that you have a hidden and unknown ability? Do you sometimes feel frustrated, because you can only retrieve its echo? Let’s retrieve that capability from the lost library of time and then restore it so you can draw upon and direct it, as you’ve sensed you are supposed to do.

First, ...