If only it could be that mastering the big kids’ playground equipment or a pickleball serve could truly be the hard things.

If only it could be that mastering the big kids’ playground equipment or a pickleball serve could truly be the hard things.
By the time you read this, I’ll be a month into NOW is Where God Lives; A Year of Nested Meditations to Delight the Mind and Awaken the Soul, by Kevin Anderson. This year, when it came time to select our daily inspirational reading…
I choose guiding words for the year and write a mantra. You see, journaling, writing goals, making lists, dreaming about the future—in my thinking—ranks right up there with kissing.
It was during the early morning hours of Sunday, October 10th, 2021 this world lost a friend, Toni...
I was blessed with an unusually long red light on my way to Meijer this morning. An opportunity to...
I woke up in a pissy mood. Didn't have any interest in reading, or journaling about, anything...
In a past post, I mentioned our evening at The Feast of Lanterns in Woodruff Place, referring to...
I live in a wonderful community. One blessed by people who truly care about one another. I bet we...
The Universe is guiding me on an incredible adventure: my Plan B. I write here to share bits of my Odyssey, hopefully to inspire, encourage, or extend the virtual hand of friendship.
When I quit teaching in 2014, I could never have imagined the growth I would experience through travel, writing, reading, therapy, and introspection.
I believe human connection and compassion will go a long way toward our healing, and the best way to connect and feel compassion for one another is through the sharing of our stories.
Thank you for joining me here. I appreciate you and may we grow together.