We have no memory of our birth. So when we're little we want to know all about it.
The mystic's flexible and poetic approach to spirituality is precisely what we need in our era of religious intolerance and conflict.
I’m interested only in a narrative presence that is indelible. Writing that is beyond memorable. Unforgettable.
Schmaltz seems to attach itself to such writing like a leech.
There’s a reason why we humans need to preach.
