"Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of God" Ralph Waldo Emerson 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. Sometimes, I 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. Often the content comes from another place. I call this the Emerson effect. I am moved by a spirit who may have wanted to say more but time ran out for them so, I am kind of instrument of divine words. I don't know if that is true but things we can't really explain, we really can't explain. I don't think that I am all that special. I have just learned to listen and to write w...