A lot of us have jobs where we need to give people structure but that is different from controlling.

Memories must enter the bloodstream, must churn awhile through the heart's mill, must be crushed and polished, be nearly forgotten or cling like burs to other stories before they spill forth in purple patterns, shapes of small bones and worm rot, shapes of clouds and the spaces between leaves.

If God is in a life, it doesn't have to be big to be happy and to be important in His kingdom.

I was taught that pain is bad.

Intimacy, as I am using it, is sharing my reality with you.

I am too old to think.

I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.