We saw him, a young man of middle eastern descent likely in his mid-teens, walking along the dark highway toward an unknown destination. It was well past midnight, on that warm August night, and I worried when I saw him … Continue reading Common Humanity
It’s not always audible, but some believe it is always there. A shaded and hidden aspect of the self. The undesirable, rejected, part of human nature that (in one form) makes itself known through projection onto others. The understanding of … Continue reading Shadow’s Voice: Red Man, Blue Man.
