Two Questions That Matter
The Face in the Mirror Seven days have I not looked. No mirror has graced this face of stubble. And not until the airport men’s room will I gaze to…
The Face in the Mirror Seven days have I not looked. No mirror has graced this face of stubble. And not until the airport men’s room will I gaze to…
Oh my soul I love you like the day-shy stars visible only in darkness the absence of light itself making holy space a sacred container for light to shine forth…
OK, I’ve been taking what feels like a lot of personal risks lately as I try to step yet more fully into unbridling and being Larry Glover, an aspiring human,…
With this mytho-poetic reflection, A Question for You, Larry Glover continues exploring the heart, soul and science of what it is to say “Yes!” to life. I— I am a…
Answer Me, Please — When a human spirit falls in despair and desperation into a deep and still silence looking, searching for purpose and meaning in Life— Where, pray tell…
Waking by Swan Lake’s edge watery mist flows over the surface and fish rings break the skin of stillness yet a quiet peace reigns as morning rises leaving ripples spreading…
there is a presence in the beating of your own heart
a primal drum calling you home
like a rain drop returning to the sea.