I have found over the years that our times, which change in their intensity, have the ability to either flatten me or sail me into the heights. Just when I think I have attached myself to a good tailwind, it can whip around and send me into a ditch. Years ago I started to journal my thoughts. Beginning this task, my thoughts would jumble themselves together, but I kept writing.

One day I realized that I have the power to save or destroy what I write. I decided If I were to save my thoughts, I wanted them to be full of light. At that time, I was caught in a cave at a time where everything s...