I loved the Bridget Jones Diary movies. I loved how a slightly chubby woman could enthrall some very interesting and handsome men. I...

Beauty is, in some way, boring. Even if its concept changes through the ages … a beautiful object must always follow certain rules. A...

I wake this morning for no reason. Nothing jostles or bangs, nothing rings or pushes me out of slumber with a start. The footfall of the...

I’m brittle today. I’m introspective and want isolation. I also have to go to dinner tonight to celebrate a friend’s anniversary, which I...

We are all spirits connecting. In fact, science has proven that we are connecting in ways we don’t even realize, yet it’s a powerful...

When considering the gifts of our Root Center, we reflect on those in our tribal family that made a difference in how we viewed life and...

The Gift of Being Present We look with uncertainty Beyond the old choices for Clear-Cut answers To a softer, more permeable aliveness...

A harrowing trek through the wilderness helped me learn to lighten my heavy load.

My favorite bank teller taught me a valuable lesson about serving those we love: sometimes we just need to hold the ladder steady.