

Being Present
“Everything’s there for me, but me.” This was the intriguing opening statement* by a client during a recent coaching session. Being able...


Finding Calm in the Midst of Family
Today’s blog speaks to the upcoming holidays and a bit of perspective for finding calm in the midst of family (or at least a bit more...


The Language of Love
“…the way this bird swoops from an alcove out into the light, the way no one notices but a small child who stops and points—it all...


From "Me" to "Us"
“Traveling makes one modest—you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.” - Gustave Flaubert Yesterday I woke up for the second...


In the Garden of Reality
When this Bird of Paradise flowering plant was set next to our little pond over four years ago I did not really see it. Then two feet...


The Sweet Wildness of Road Trips: Part 3
I’ve been playing. Being around children helps. At the pool with family, I joyfully attempted (and failed) to swim along the bottom of...


The Sweet Wildness of Road Trips: Part 2
“You never knew which split second might be the zigzag bolt dividing all that went before from everything that comes next.” – Barbara...


The Sweet Wildness of Road Trips
“Place is an environment claimed by emotion.” -Anonymous On the summer solstice I drove through the borderlands of southwest Texas, long...


Assisted Living
“Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.” – Helen Keller When was the last time you drove twelve hours in one day and old...


Truer than True
“What is truer than the truth? The story.” — Jewish saying* I hadn’t intended to use this photograph. A split second of awesome beauty....