My Writing Is Inspired By Just About

Angels Is A Tough Word, Because It Is So Involved With Organized Religion And Everything Else. I Do Know, Absolutely, From My Experience, There Are Some Kind Of Spiritual Entities - Force, Power, Intelligence - That Guide Me Through Each And Every Day, As Long As I'm Willing To Accept, Recognize, And Surrender To Their Guidance. It's Always There, But There Are Times When I Insist Upon Having My Way.

I Just Don't Seem To Be Capable Of Believing In Evil As Some Separate, Distinct Power Within Itself. I Guess I'm Just Not A Southern Baptist Or A Fundamentalist. I Just Don't Seem To Be Capable Of Believing In It Myself, Somehow. I Don't . . . I Can't Conceive From My Experience How This Force Of Evil Can Exist Without The Force Of Love Being Right There.

Eventually We All Have To Accept Full And Total Responsibility For Our Actions, Everything We Have Done, And Have Not Done.

I Was Sitting At Home And Had A Profound Experience. I Experienced, In All Of My Being, That Someday I Was Going To Die, And It Wouldn't Be Like It Had Been Happening, Almost Dying But Somehow Staying Alive, But I Would Just Die! And Two Things Would Happen Right Before I Died: I Would Regret My Entire Life; I Would Want To Live It Over Again. This Terrified Me. The Thought That I Would Live My Entire Life, Look At It And Realize I Blew It Forced Me To Do Something With My Life.

My Writing Is Inspired By Just About Everything, Yet I Am Unaware Of So Much Of The Process.