"Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of God" Ralph Waldo Emerson Sometimes wake up and immediately write about another strange dream I had. I have a spiral notebook tucked into a magazine rack next to the couch for just such an occasion. I often wake up in the early hours of the morning. Instead of trying to fall back to sleep, I sit lotus style with a comforter wrapped around me. I breath in and out and invite the spirit to move me. I only invite those who God has appointed to me to be present. Good spirits are welcome. I wait for words. It usually doesn't take long. Often the content comes from another place. I call this the Emerson effect. I just listen and to write when the spirit speaks to me. In that moment, I am not the author, just the holder of the pen. There is slso the funny side of life. And this can pop out nowhere. There is plenty of room on the page for that as well. The kettle is whistling. I will be back. Today the toc (te...