"...a writerly brain..." Brilliant. That phrase came home like a n asteroid wanting to unite with another celestial body.

When I write, I ask, "how does Source want to express this?" Or, most often, the Silence simply expresses itself and I put hands tot journal {I'm currently in love with Moleskine} or my laptop and let the current flow.

Isn't it odd that the wrods we write are the least of what flows through us? And yet, these words are the pebbles that ripple through realities.

Thanks for this post, Sylvia.