Here in Japan, everywhere I look I am reminded that I am not here, nor am I where I just came from, but rather I realize I am just here. Imagination is like that. The places that we travel too are unexpected. We live in the fabrications of contrived thought. We expect to see what we want to see and they somehow let us see it even if it is only skin deep. Everywhere I go I expect to see what we once were but in order to see it you have to look past what there now is and in

The Lord speaks through many things. There are times that he speaks to me through animals. In Christianity we often depict the dove as a symbol of the Holy Spirit. We also depict it as a symbol of peace. It was a dove that came down on Jesus’ head when he was baptized in water in the river Jordan and the father spoke and said, “This is my son in whom I am well pleased.” Whenever I see a dove I think that God wants to fill people fresh with his spirit again. It was a dove