Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon...
Imagine a group of cells living inside you, lying dormant until just the right time when—they strike and dissolve you into an “organic goop.”
This past weekend I drove about forty-five minutes outside Austin into the countryside of Bastrop County for a day-long retreat called, “It’s Time to Shine Your Light." I had come across the retreat on Facebook, and admittedly didn't know much about it beyond the title. But there was something about the name that made it feel like I needed this…