I found a friend on the telephone recently. I answered it in the house I grew up in, and this caller, upon discovering who I was, told me he’d been following my writing. He said a lot of nice things about it – about how it was male and also female, in the way the ocean is female. That may not make sense to you, but it spoke to me.
He said he liked my writing because I have no agenda. But I do: I want everyone to take the next step down the path they came here to walk. In joy.