Oxford was weird. When I went there to college, a long time ago, what happened to me? What happened to girls like me from Northern nothing when they stepped through that portal. Who were they? When they came out and went through were they still themselves. So many questions to be answered. Oxford was a… Keep Reading
When I was younger I was stressed. Emotionally. Horrifically. I would get colds at the drop of the hat, brought on by arguments, by the unfairness of the world, by the daily insults to my idealism. I was passionate. I think colds were my body’s way of telling me to shut my mind down for… Keep Reading
2 And the soldiers platted a crown of thorns, and put it on his head, and they put on him a purple robe, 3 And said, Hail, King of the Jews! and they smote him with their hands. (Gospel of John chapter 19 KJV) The weeks papers are full of pictures of Notre-Dame cathedral as it burns… Keep Reading
“First of all it must be known who the God of Heaven is, since upon that all the other things depend.” Emanuel Swedenborg Emanuel Swedenborg was born on the 29th January 1688 (Gregorian Calendar that would be February 9th) with the surname Swedberg but he changed it later in life to Swedenborg. His father was… Keep Reading
