It Was The Oldest Sound There Was.

There's A Gap Somehow Between Empathy And Activism. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Spoke Of 'soul Force' - Something That Emanates From A Deep Truth Inside Of Us And Empowers Us To Act. Once You Identify Your Inner Genius, You Will Be Able To Take Action, Whether It's Writing A Check Or Digging A Well.

I Can't Think Of Anything I'd Rather Have More Than Somebody Lovin' Me.

Stopping Is A Spiritual Art. It Is The Refuge Where We Drink Life In.

Finally, I Began To Write About Becoming An Older Woman And The Trepidation It Stirred. The Small, Telling "betrayals" Of My Body. The Stalled, Eerie Stillness In My Writing, Accompanied By An Ache For Some Unlived Destiny. I Wrote About The Raw, Unsettled Feelings Coursing Through Me, The Need To Divest And Relocate, The Urge To Radically Simplify And Distill Life Into A New, Unknown Meaning.

I Don't Remember What They Said, Only The Fury Of Their Words, How The Air Turned Raw And Full Of Welts. Later It Would Remind Me Of Birds Trapped Inside A Closed Room, Flinging Themselves Against The Windows And The Walls, Against Each Other.