I love to write.

   I love to share.

      I endeavor to inspire.

Writing is like planting a garden, mixing subjects with herbs and verbs with predicates on a leaflet of life while avoiding the sowing of innuendos that hinder the germination of fruitful ideas.

             It is the INTENSE fertilization of the mine through reading that enables the Heart to pump passion into other souls by cultivating the soil of our inner being.

           Planting words with tears of joy, words that mimic love, coming from the sagacity of our faith, which proliferates the Mind.    

           Ultimately, pollinating our instincts to produce “Food for Thought,” which metabolizes into vitamins for the body.

The Mind is the control center.

           The Heart, the pumping station,

                and the Soul, the storage bin.

                                                  As the body was created in HIS image.

Therefore, the vitamin supports the immune system, cell and bone growth, and metabolism and synthesis.

                In the proper context, your words become vitamins or debasers.

                                                                    The epitome of your garden.

The embodiment of one’s pneuma.