Mantis, originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.

First I find a photograph, then I find a title, then I write stuff.

Infrequently. Recently.

I think about my life sometimes and I consider writing it down. Sometimes I go furthur and consider how I would write it down, I consider how honest I'm willing to be. Can I talk about this situation in a way that conveys my experience of an interaction without impuning another that helped to make the happening noteworthy?

"If you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all."

I have something nice to say. I also have things to say that can't be considered nice, save in the maner of their presentation.

Can I really Dicern without Judgement? It that what I do? Or is it still a prayer I say by way of self deception?

Honesty in a non-offensive way.
I think that can be called Grace.

I guess I could write about my reluctance to write about specific situations, ones that I feel strongly enough about to want to preserve them somehow in word or memory. But then it's like poetry, or chemestry, like some obtuse word geometry that acts as a skeleton that you must flesh out with your own I.D. Id. Requires interactivity and not just receptivity. Investment of your time and interest can yield oracular returns that compound over time as a relationship.