What is the nature of an aria? A single voice, carrying on, carrying through. Aria, it contains breath.

Ultimately, my aborted experiences writing here are only reflective of what I have spent the last 26 years creating. I am a gifted therapist. But I knew from the time I was able to think what I was mean to be. A writer, nothing more. A therapist can convey the voice of God if she allows herself to be a vehicle. But a writer has a much more holy and sacred duty to God.

I remember the moment when I was 19, and well known among the university's writing community, and I decided. I was afraid to write. It's power always, and still does, overtake me. Writing is playing a fine instrument with God in your ear, living through your fingers and you can only see upon the page what God has done, and have a near fear of your own fingers because they convey God. I am sorry that I did not pursue the path that I was born to.

Things have happened that will strip away my career. In some part of me, I view it as a righting of what I shied away from a long time ago. I remain the best therapist I know of, I could never convey what I do with clients that brings them to their best selves. It is private, it is a form, in my mind, of worship. There is a God, and there are those who serve goodness all across time and everywhere. My deepest hope would be to be part of that.

I have much more to write, so much of it has been obliviated, I'll try to post this. There is some sort of word number barrier I do think.