’86, dark night of the soul, motherless, I prayed to whatever ultimate powers might exist to show me if this lonely job was all there was, swearing my openness to whatever else might be sent my way.
In answer, was I given the ultimate challenge of my life? Did I fail?
Ego gone, love abides. Beyond career, beyond youth, beyond birthrights, beyond permanence, beyond tomorrow, beyond infinity ... love abides. I choose to believe this.
Maybe that’s the problem!