It’s no secret our world is becoming increasingly digital. Everything from banking to dating has moved online, and people are rarely surprised when a new service appears in this realm. But there is at least one item that might not be so easily turned digital: print books.
Paradise and Promises – Chronicles of my life with a self-declared, modern-day Buddha is a testament to what we experienced, both up-lifting and damaging. While still valuing the precious nature of spirituality, it is my hope that this will serve as a warning to those considering following a spiritual teacher and help in the healing process for those that have escaped this life.
The country of Torcia has created clones at one of its forensic center´s to explore and develop a new world order. A journalist follows the story of the country’s attempt to save the human race. She enters a dystopian world and finds a meeting place of good and evil.
For the most part people today read Don Quixote because they are told that it is a classic, the first modern novel in any European language. Reading it becomes an obligation of being a well-rounded student of the humanities, and this cultural assumption stands in the way of engaging with the text.
Just as our story, Two Peas In A Separated Pod: A True Story of Adoption is told, Carole and I would like to tell you what it was like for us when we found each other.
Hunyadi Castle, in Eastern Transylvania, is the major sight in the town of Hunedoara, which is studded with abandoned factories that date back to the Ceausescu era of the 1970s and 80s. Hunyadi’s origins echo 15th century masonry, and Vlad Tepes, it is suspected, might have been imprisoned within its walls at one time.
Eyes glazing over, I stare at the library stacks. 940.5318. Two shelves stuffed full of books about the Holocaust and accounts of Allied soldiers. The cruelties inflicted upon human beings are heartbreaking. I denounce the evils of Hitler and his followers, but the shelves do not easily reveal this other story that I am seeking—an explanation of what my father’s family went through.
I was part of a group of adoptees arriving from Korea. I remember suddenly being very frightened. I realized that somewhere outside of my plane waited complete strangers who would have total power over me. I would be alone with no one whom I knew to turn to, in a land that was strange beyond my understanding, where I spoke not one word of the language.
If you’ve got a special talent, have a unique point of view or simply have a burning desire to make an important difference this year, you just need to find your tribe of followers who will get behind you as you try to make your vision and your dreams a reality.
For years, I have wondered if we could be getting it wrong when we assumed that x symptom meant y problem in every patient with autism. Maybe things were being lost in translation more often than we realized, because autism was its own language.