Fluffy Clouds

Is your world full of puffy, fluffy clouds? Is everything like a pastoral scene of yesteryear? When you wake up each morning, do larks alight on your windowsill and gently welcome you to the day?

If you’re like anyone you answered no to at least 2/3 of those questions. And, if you didn’t, you’re a liar and not being honest with yourself.

Fact:
We live in a cold and brutal world, the likes of which does not improve, but only worsens with each passing moment.

People we care about get hurt and injured and die. Children starve simply because some bastard government official wants to show how much power they have. Families are torn apart because people decide to live for themselves rather than live for the people around them- the people they’ve made sacred and life-long commitments to that oughtn’t be broken, much less forgotten.

Here we are. Life isn’t the fairytale we want it to be.

This week, and for however long it takes, I’ll be getting honest. No, I won’t be laying bare my iniquities for all to read about- I’ve already done that. This may mark an entire new direction for the blog, or it may be a slight rabbit trail that we spend some time on. And, for the first time I’m welcoming guest posts on this category. If you’re interested and want to take a shot at throwing something on here email me and we’ll talk.