In the wee hours of Tuesday morning (8/7/12), unable to sleep, I sought additional direction in my life.
While pondering my life, I foolishly referred to it as "wretched." The instant that word was used in my thoughts, I knew it was untrue and I immediately took it back, thinking of my beautiful family, professional achievements and my involvement in public work such as the peace vigils and devotion to helping the Vietnamese boat people.
As I laid in bed in the darkness, feeling very good about my life, in my mind I heard a voice say, "You are a writer." I wanted to explore that statement further but the voice said nothing more. As I pondered those words, I realized being a writer is an inspired mission at this point in my life as together those in spirit and I strive in words (and in our actions) to help uplift the lives of others.
As for my life, I am deeply grateful and I enjoy the blessings each day brings.
Dick
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