The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
As I approach my 10-year high school reunion, I ruminate on the glory and derision I have for small towns. Small minds and how we cage ourselves up, unaware of all we have before us if only we ventured beyond our borders. How getting to fully know ourselves and our place amidst the vastness of ...
Make joy your priority. Life is too heavy to not make it so, because it’s the body that suffers when we do not take this into account.
You schedule birthdays and meetings, but do you make plans for nonworking time? That should be a priority too, or you will burn out.
This article is meant to educate the individuals who do not know what a port is, have never seen one, or assume it's something it surely is not.
What emotion do you feel? What does your body want to do? Do you want to cry and moan? Do you feel like yelling, pounding pillows, or stomp-dancing?