Just Beyond the Light: Making Peace with the Wars Inside Our Head

by D. Randall Blythe

As long as we continue to listen for the song, that eternal song called love that resides in all our hearts… well, we will never die.

to quiet my own voice and listen for the muse’s so that I may fulfill my function. Every day, I must push my own petty self out of the way, open my eyes, ears, and heart, and let the universe use me as it will. Hopefully, it will run through me, use me and my ever-disappearing artist’s life as a dab of glue to bind the bits of light that cross my path and make the world just a little brighter until my own light goes dark and disappears.