Theodore McDowellinWrite Under the MoonMy Wife and I Have Fallen in Love with EternityMy father can no longer touch me from the grave1d ago211d ago21
Theodore McDowellinSoul BayMy Parents at a Dance Hall During the War.They’re in love with being part of history3d ago273d ago27
Theodore McDowellinKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfOur Secret MemoriesWe thresh our secret memories from their husks4d ago294d ago29
Theodore McDowellinWrite Under the MoonThe Continuous Farewell of LoveThe stars, the moon, and the unquiet world seemed far awayJul 853Jul 853
Theodore McDowellinThe Daily Cuppa GrandeThe Sorrowful Loveliness of LoveTime will be measured by kisses that burn to whispersJul 822Jul 822
Theodore McDowellinThe Hub PublicationA Collage of DementiaVisiting an old man in a nursing homeJul 337Jul 337
Theodore McDowellinThe Taoist OnlineA Moment of Spiritual CreationA first stepping stone deep into the presence of GodJun 3016Jun 3016
Theodore McDowellinSoul BayPost Traumatic StressThe day breaks with no fire, no human voice, no bird song.Jun 2935Jun 2935