I’m a dwelling place. And that’s not a typo. I didn’t mean to say I have a dwelling place. I said what I meant. And I meant what I said. But when I think of me as a dwelling place, … Read the rest
What I’m talkin’ about, right now, is a far cry from free love. That’s a whole ‘nother story. And maybe I’ll talk about it some time in the near future. But, for now, I’m talkin’ about love freely given. Because … Read the rest
Some friends and I went to Santa Fe, New Mexico, way back in 1982, for a ski trip. And when we got there, we took a drive out into the surrounding mountains to see how the “locals” lived. If you’ve … Read the rest