Some part of me had known I was in denial when I sat on that cold kitchen floor. But I denied my denial.

When others are grateful toward you for what you have done, it makes you want to do more for them. This has the same effect on...

Think of COVID protection as if it were Swiss cheese. Each slice has holes somewhere, but if we are strategic about the placement...

A little odd perhaps, but with the conference approaching I was getting more and more nervous, so I gave it a try.

Today I just want to share a few poems that have touched me over the years.

Lawrence and I share a trait that has always been a gift to us, but has proven to be especially helpful during the pandemic--we are both…

Moving just a degree or two differently from where I am heading now might work.

The essence of mindfulness. When I am here, I can feel my feet, feel my breath, feel my beating heart--notice in this moment that I am okay.

It will, I hope, give joy, pleasure & sustenance to those who eat it, and become a vehicle of connection for all who share the meal.

They flowed with strength and steady pace through the heart of the village and together, they rolled on towards the Sea…

I didn't feel good there, but sometimes I felt a little less bad. A tiny shift, but it was a start.

This is a good sequel for almost all of the tools I've shared over the last year. In fact, it is probably the most important concept of all.

People reported an increased sense of well-being & happiness when experiencing beauty. So, here are some photos I think are beautiful.

The power, the sweat, the struggle, the elemental, primordial nature of birth. The incredible joy of new life when it is complete.

It was like taking a journey together, like discovering a new planet just for us, yet feeling safe and cozy, as if we were in a nest.

I like quotations--they can be a bit like tiny stories, complete with a conflict or problem and some sort of resolution. And they're short!

When astronauts go through re-entry, they may be coming back home to some semblance of "normal" but no one expects re-entry to be simple.

A lighthearted song...I hope it brightens up your day, bringing back some good memories--your own or maybe your kids' or grandkids'.

This strange mirror, this odd form of grace, though uncomfortable, has on occasion helped me see myself a lot more clearly.

My first discovery of the use of dialog in journaling was back in the mid-1980s, not long after I moved to Charlottesville.