Worshiping From Afar

At some level don’t we all want to be worshiped, adored even?  One may be loathe to admit it but all of us, even those  with the least amount of narcissistic tendencies have a trace amount of the want.  Have you met anyone that has felt the honest to God experience of massive adoration?  I’m …

A slow roast for a cold night

There’s the soft thump of snow outside which offers no sign of abating. Lovely large flakes that spiral down joining the rest on the lawn, the shrubbery, and the trees. The grey afternoon feels cloistered and hushed as the street lights come on, capturing the swirls in their glow. This time of winter calls for …