The Sacred and the Profane

The Way is always present and apparent if I just know where to look. And if I get lost it's ok to ask for directions, repent and return...
We're all on the Way
All ways converge into One

I smell like a walking advertisement for the Spanish version of Tide. This from an avowed unscented laundry soap user at home. But I can't tell you what it means to have someone wash my clothes for me, that doesn't even happen at home! I'm willing to smell like laundry detergent rather than rancid sweat!Read more