Our Job As Writers Is

Actually, When I Look At My Old Notebooks, I Think I Have Been A Bit Self-indulgent And Have Given Myself Too Much Time To Meander In My Discursive Thoughts. I Could Have Cut Through Sooner. Yet It Is Good To Know About Our Terrible Selves, Not Laud Or Criticize Them, Just Acknowledge Them. Then, Out Of This Knowledge, We Are Better Equipped To Make A Choice For Beauty, Kind Consideration And Clear Truth. We Make This Choice With Our Feet Firmly On The Ground. We Are Not Running Wildly After Beauty With Fear At Our Backs.

First Thoughts Have Tremendous Energy. The Internal Censor Usually Squelches Them, So We Live In The Realm Of Second And Third Thoughts, Thoughts On Thought, Twice And Three Times Removed From The Direct Connection Of The First Fresh Flash.

In A Way, The Cancer Became An Ally Because It Stopped Me From Running Around So Much. I Was Able To Settle Down And Write Things I Hadn't Had A Chance To Before.

Actually, Every Time We Begin, We Wonder How We Did It Before, Each Time Is A New Journey With No Maps.

We Shouldn't Forget That The Universe Moves With Us, Is At Our Back With Everything We Do.