Being human
and life's little mysteries

A memory of my five year old self exists, sitting in my mother’s giant eggshell yellow Pontiac station wagon on the way home one day from...

Warning: The below story contains a few lines that may not paint a pretty picture. but hey, is life always pretty? On Christmas eve, I...

For those of you growing up several decades ago, you may remember the book entitled I’m OK, You’re OK. I never read it (I was a little...

From an early age, well before we are born into our physical body, each of us begins making our mark in the world, our imprint. As we...

One of the most challenging aspects of true gratitude is accepting all things in life as precious; without judgement, without control....