Taking the Brakes Off I have been writing pages and pages by hand in my latest bound journals lately, all the while shying away from this keyboard. Actually, “shying,” isn’t a strong enough image for the emotion I’ve felt. It’s been more like abhorrence or aversion or even terror. I want to say it’s because […]
Me? A Mystic?
In 1993, I was finishing a BA in English at Brigham Young University in Provo. To say I was enjoying myself would be a serious understatement. It had been over 23 years since I had been on a college campus. And so it was that while sitting in class, listening to lectures, reading texts, writing papers—I felt […]