A stale slice of bread with the heart cut out. She squinted hard to unsee it, but there it was on her plate like the slice that was her life. Cold, heartless, lacking warmth Did she deserve it? The wind rattled outside, the last of the logs was smoldering, it will be dark soon darker and colder. For the uninitiated, in case y.

Shouts one voice , EMBRACE THE CHALLENGE! One would feel accompanied when there are voices to direct you, intra-personal or inter-personal. I am standing here, waiting when these voices leave me on my own, in my peace. As i understand the dynamics of feedback, both parties need to acknowledge. As light rushes into the room through you, around you! .