Guest authored post, originally published 16 December 2012 by Phil Rockstroh at Common Dreams – View the original article here. “All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up.” – James Baldwin As we draw near to the Winter Solstice and the days shorten, one’s thoughts are drawn inward. Bright lights, fragrant…