A look back 18 years later.
How trusting in the Highest Good outcome brings a sense of peace in our lives.
Many years ago, when my now 32-year-old son was in the throes of adolescent indifference about organization and neatness, I came up with what I call The House Rules. His cleanliness standards were far afield from mine and I got tired of nagging him about putting the dishes in the dishwasher, rather than leaving them…
Bringing the feelings back home with you afterward.
Yesterday, while in conversation with someone, I found myself dismayed at a comment they made that it was ‘pointless’ to initiate a conversation with a stranger since they would likely never become a friend. I shook my head and smiled as I related a story that weaved a magical thread around a five year…
Is it delusional to think we can halt the runaway road rage that is causing catastrophic political pileups?
How a man with a spray can wants to heal the wounds of the world with love.
How to keep from absorbing the trauma in the world.
Is it really easy to be hard?
Can a peace loving, tree-hugging hippie be against anything?
What it is that you desire?
Hugging it out at Philly Pride in honor of the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall Riots.
An avowed Liberal tree hugging activist reads and reviews a book written by the founder of a conservative think tank.
A peaceful warrior contemplates a paradoxical holiday.