Personal Blog of Dagny Sol, Editor and Author Coach
Deep in the wilderness of an African village, there lived a missionary. He was a loving man and his piety never came in the way of his love for his little flock. Unlike other more zealous men of God, this man’s primary- and sole- focus, was in giving service, not in collecting souls. Naturally, the […]
When a woman in a certain African tribe knows she is pregnant, she goes out into the wilderness with a few friends and together the pray and chant and meditate until they hear the song of the unborn child. They recognize that every soul has its own vibration that expresses its unique flavor and purpose. […]
He is a powerful man, they say. They say it like ‘he’ has tapped into an obscure, secret generator of the universe, forever denied to the rest of humanity. Statements of this kind annoy me. They make me want to take them apart to see what lies behind them and what makes […]
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child’s work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was. The girl replied, ‘I’m drawing God.’ The teacher paused and said, ‘But no […]
White noise. A silence which is total, yet not empty. The man frowned, concentrating hard, unable to read on. He put the book down in his lap and stared into space, brow furrowed deeply. What did it mean, ‘not empty’? How could an expression like that be applied to a thing like silence? his frown […]
Who am I…? What do you mean..? You know who I am..! What are you playing at? The same question, again? Who am I? You KNOW who I am, Don’t you know my name? You want me to tell you Who I am once again, But don’t want my name? But… […]
The woman stood alone watching the waterfall raptly. She wrapper her arms around her body and shivered delicately. The spray from the waterfall wafted over her in a thin mist, enveloping her intimately. She ran her palms over her arms, rubbing away the goose bumps. A fresh waft and another set of goose bumps began […]
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:But O heart! heart! heart!O the bleeding drops of red,Where on the deck my […]
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (VI)] Part Seven: Momentum picked up on the school’s plans slowly. I was alone now and every time I sat down with our copious notes, I felt devastated afresh. Anu’s words rang in my ears, her advice and arguments wandered desolately in the empty corridors of my […]
[Continued from Cindered Dreams (V)] Part Six: It sounded sensible, inevitable and so completely RIGHT, it just took my breath away! How absolutely perfect was that…!? In an instant, her dream took root in my heart. It possessed me utterly. I continued to work on my novel, but I […]