I could feel the truth of my heart mission and each vision confirmed that I would write then the decision to publish Dear Daisy in Early American style. Words written for a cause, purposeful thoughts and moments to capture feelings written on pages, then printed and distributed over time by human carriers or perhaps torn out pages still making their way tumbling in some distant time wind. There could be no editor other than Daisy for no one would change a single word.

From somewhere deep within, there was a voice calling me home. I had to listen. When a child of any age hears that voice, there's no denying it, least not to yourself, especially when the call becomes a whisper. Daisy was near. During my childhood we had been friends under the cherry and apple trees. During a time of heartbreak and struggle she reached back now that I was grown to once again guide my way and letters back to Heaven would have to be.

I believe strongly in Truth and nonconformity. I have walked many places; kept my heart open and my mind available to the mystery, and anyone who knows me will tell you that I have a million stories. I need to speak to our adult obsession with order and chaos, the costs of human created obstacles, and social systems under crisis.

Our society attempts to turn everyday nonfiction into something that feels more secure or comfortable if censored, edited, or presented as fiction. We lose much of our awareness and Truth this way and learn to block or insolate ourselves through the characters we create. I prefer real characters and have been blessed to meet many over the years. As hard a reality as Truth can be, life plays out as non-edited nonfiction, though seldom is there a life born or lived, that one would not choose their own, if possible, to be re-written with more fairy tale beginnings and happy endings.

I believe there are reasons that I would author and publish my first writings as nonfiction. I believe in Truth. I have spent my life searching for Truth. I believe most in finding Truth within the details as they exist and seeing both the tragedies as well as the beatitudes in each detail and manifested by every life. I believe this is depth, why we live, why the seasons come and go, and why the Universe is still here despite the mistakes that we all have made and will continue to make. Our purpose, the strength of our Spirit, and the depths of our Souls cannot be found, fully lived, nor shared without Truth.

Where the story begins...

Her warmth taught me love, her gift of patience taught me to search my heart for patience with others, her Soul taught me strength equal to compassion, and through her love and guidance I learned to reach for my World.