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As she let go of the back of the seat, I was launched into a sense of freedom I’d never known before.
Balancing on my sister’s two-wheeler, I propelled myself forward into the unknown, fully present and distinctly aware of m...
Dad would often speak of acceptance. I believe it was one of his favorite words. Others included "grateful," "love," "family," and "absolutely."
Dad was a wise man.
Accepting our difficult emotions is a sign of strength. Wh...
Let’s be honest. We all judge. I know I do… more than I'd like to admit.
Like when I'm driving on the freeway, keeping with the flow of traffic - maybe 5-10 mph over the speed limit - and some kid zips past me at about 90 mp...
We all know that feeling...
We’re frustrated. Grumpy. We got up on the wrong side of the bed, or the day just isn’t going as smoothly as we’d planned.
We’re feeling stuck in a whirlpool of complaining, negativity and judgme...