Peel back the layers.
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Think it’s time to start breaking down some thought paradigms?
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You’re in the right place! Whether I’m writing about the soul, the culture at large, midlife (which I am smack dab inside), parenting, or our political landscape, the underlying themes are always about:
breaking down hierarchies
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Grounded in Hope
Free use from Pixabay Each year at this time, I look forward to the tulips 🌷 blossoming in my front yard, the geese returning, and seeing the children playing outside, their winter jackets all tossed in a heap on the last pile of melting snow. The spring season represents opening, rejuvenation, and renewal. The promise of spring shows us that after…Read More →
When Friendships Die and it’s Nobody’s Fault
This is our coffee shop. It’s where we always meet. It’s Friday. It’s the day we always meet. Normally, we spend hours here, sipping our coffees, laughing and telling bad jokes like teenagers, trying out new thoughts on each other...
Follow Your Heart, Not the Herd
The Lost Seeker A seeker, filled with passion and excitement, decides to leave home to travel to unknown places; to go straight into the hidden depths of the human heart; to dive right into the stillness and the silence where...
The Adventure Of A (Human) Lifetime
Are we human beings having a spiritual experience, or are spiritual beings having a human experience? Sitting in an auditorium for a 2014 event focused on women’s empowerment, the woman who had just finished her speech announced, “Before you...
Possibility Doesn’t Need a Purpose, So Neither Do We
Job-title-less If you’ve been following my work, you know that the one thing I reject more than anything is labeling myself. “What do you do?”, a seemingly innocuous question, feels like a shortcut way of trying to get to know me,...
Post-Pandemic Friendships: It’s Time to “Ride or Die.”
“I’m uncomfortable around your anger,” my best friend admitted to me. She admitted this, because we had the kind of friendship where nothing was off-limits. The kind of friendship where we mirrored each other’s thoughts and finished each other’s sentences....