Sylvia Clare Books
Writing chose me. But I had to live a significant amount of life before I knew what to write about, to learn the truths of life and death and choices, to understand the deep and true meaning of love, and thus what it is not. To learn that the journey is the point of life, not the goal, not the destination. To understand that life is only real in this moment, all else is fiction. To learn how to value this present moment so the gift of life can be fully appreciated. Words and inspiration still come to me from somewhere beyond myself, they are not mine, yet they are based on my lived experience, my way of looking at the world, of being in it and loving it for what that brings.
