Among chosen few are those which persevered upon wayfaring pilgrimage – souls who’ve held me close and kept this heart from failing. When losing hope under heaving sigh of chrysalis – thrice discarded shroud I’ve since learned embrace – these have laboured more than most directly involved:

Lisa Thomas & Angie Shilley, Don Henley & Glen Frey – for the Queen and her best bet. Paul Gross & Gil Moore – laying it on the line, then taking the time. Brian Vollmer – coming in at crucial time and helping rediscover my Helix. Glenn Pelletier – the call that changed everything. Kamran Haqbeen – exactly one thousand words. Thomas Aldridge – patron of the arts. Steve Lehmann – the light. Monte Wright – beauty and her brush. Lucielle Mitchell – dreamcatcher. Glenn Pearce – reserved at my table, a place of honor. Catriona Steele – whose loving hand brought me to a better place. Jennifer Anderson & Marta Deluca – restoring my faith. Marija Ilic – thirty ’n twain row’ses je t’aime! Marika Roman – woman of integrity and heart for healing. Richard Grace – killing George and the evil twins. Ron Chilton – filtering the noise and confusion. Kenny Munshaw – friend which resurrects a brother… much I could say, but words fail. Jeff Martin – taking me in from the cold. Myra Livingstone – inky drink of Lyra. Pankaj Chand – son of God and medicine, gifted beyond beautiful! Marija Bognar – embodiment of selfless love, having saved my wretched life! Natasha Cotroneo – for living waters. Nadezhda Lyra – both keeper and cause of my tears… and Gary Doyle…. fanning embers in my quest to find God.