These poems wrote me. I had no choice. The words came pouring out, myfingers racing across the keyboard. My muse pushed all the right buttons, myheart exploded and I flew. This experience transformed me as I realized that I wasbeing asked toMoreThese poems wrote me. I had no choice. The words came pouring out, myfingers racing across the keyboard. My muse pushed all the right buttons, myheart exploded and I flew.
This experience transformed me as I realized that I wasbeing asked to confront my last great spiritual frontier, Unconditional Love. I amcurrently lost in the throes of discovering what those two big words really mean.