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Windows to the Soul
 the BLOG, like the novel, explores miracles, birth, death, love, loss and forgiveness– the transcending nature of the human condition! Example …

Irish Hart poses a question in Chapter Four of Windows to the Soul. “Wouldn’t you agree the fact a shooting star can be viewed with the naked eye is nothing short of a miracle? The phenomenon, after all, appears for about a millisecond, hundreds of miles overhead in cosmic darkness, and out of the seven billion people on Earth, the observer catches a lucky glimpse. Sheer joy.”

Might one also agree it’s nothing short of a miracle that on a routine walk through the neighborhood, a 39-year-old woman hears a male voice cry, “She’s dead!” She stops to see who spoke, but she alone occupies the sidewalk. She turns 360 degrees, further confirming  there’s no one there but her, and hears (channels?) a young couple’s story and that of a prisoner. She shivers and pulls her jacket collar around her neck and heads for home, her gait progressively increasing until she reaches her back door and marches to her computer where she frantically captures the saga and hits save.

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She leans back into her chair. She’s not a novelist, just a struggling songwriter–and lyrics aren’t even her strong suit! But she promises that one day she’ll do right by the characters.

Fast forward 30 years. The young couple, Gabriel and Irish Hart, and the prisoner, Cooder Ward, have waited patiently until the writer was ready. And the miracle is their story has become a published novel for all to read. 

A novel born out of and about the transcending nature of the human condition–all nothing short of a miracle.

Windows to the Soul, The BLOG, is the continuing story of the soul-searching we all do every day … and the miracles among us.

“Windows to the Soul” is a character-driven novel that takes place over the course of one extraordinary day in the life of young widower Gabriel Hart, and a portrait of the fate of love and a promise to transform a father’s grief.

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