Jan Malique is grateful.
It may seem that most of my writing is immersed in impenetrable discourses between mysterious and puzzling characters and long forgotten deities. ‘Not at all’ says she with a wry smile. There are pauses between the flow of words that shed welcome light into the garden of the Soul.
At such times I am reminded of very great blessings present in my life.
Not of a material nature, but of people. Of course I cling to material objects like books and cherished gifts from family and friends. They are a part of the story of my life and have shaped who I am and will be. Regardless, the people I know, have briefly met, love and appreciate are the greatest potters who have shaped this vessel.
It is to those people and the ones who strive to make this world a better place for all, I bow my…
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