Red Room Where the Writers Are

Comments I've Written

• f, my god - i will never

  f, my god - i will never complain about the toilet seat being left up again...this farce stinks m

• thanks dear d. a new day

  thanks dear d. a new day dawns! the sky has cleared...m

• The journey is all Heather.

  The journey is all Heather. Don't worry about the destination...

• True Jitu and besides God,

  True Jitu and besides God, he or she is merely a word and God is life. Right?

• Oh! I have always thought of

  Oh! I have always thought of God as SHE! Sorry about that. Amber Lady

• Just read your post Rebb. I

  Just read your post Rebb. I believe we are on the same wavelength. m

• d, knowing that you read my

  d, knowing that you read my blogs makes me want to write them. m

• Yes, Catherine, reflections.

  Yes, Catherine, reflections. We always have to be alert to the reflections. best m

• Jitu, may I ask who is HE?!

  Jitu, may I ask who is HE?!

• I think death, in a strange

  I think death, in a strange old way, allows one to see life more clearly. It erases the misconceptions and clarifies the mind and the heart and broadens and irons out the wrinkles, the questions.