I spoke to a Psychology professor some time ago about the many details of my childhood that were still vivid to me. Without hesitation, he told me that I had good Autobiographical Memory…
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I spoke to a Psychology professor some time ago about the many details of my childhood that were still vivid to me. Without hesitation, he told me that I had good Autobiographical Memory…
We sat in place for what turned out to be hours, watching many of the helpers come and go as the group gradually got smaller…
I asked him if he truly believed in the power of prayer. I wasn’t challenging him, but I felt it necessary to repeat the age-old question about God answering fervent prayers, along with other miracles.
As much as I love music and its influence on my life, when it comes to my emotional and spiritual growth, my experiences with love (and anything short of it) win the day.
Not once did I remove my gaze from her. If ever there was a time to look desperate and ignorant I was taking full advantage of it.
…that’s when a decision must be made: Do it to please the masses or look out for self… …so there I stood, at the fork in the road…