Do we live in a wonderful world? There simply is so much that goes on that is truly terrible, from destruction on a global scale to neighborhood or even family tragedies. Sometimes it seems like more and more disasters happen every day, and it can be incredibly hard to stay positive, or even keep your […]
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Breathing. It’s something that most of us don’t think much about, mainly because we don’t have to think much about it. An automatic function, like the pumping of our hearts, that, in reasonably healthy people, just happens. Until something occurs that makes us pay attention – a cold, allergies, asthma, even water down the wrong
It has finally started to get cold where I live, not chilly, late autumn, grab-a-jacket kind of cold weather, but the bite into your skin, creep through your clothes kind of cold that seems to permeate all of your layers and reach down to the bone. The other day, my daughter and I were walking
It can range from a vague, nagging thought at the back of your mind to a vicious cycle of anxiety that is nearly impossible to break. Regardless of how it manifests itself, worry is something we as people have a tendency towards when nervous. We think of all the worst possible things that might happen
With Thanksgiving ahead, this month is a time, at least in places that celebrate the holiday, where many look forward to a big meal with loved ones. There are parades, there is football. Pie. Family and friends. It is easy for many to be thankful for Thanksgiving, and all the treats the day brings, but
“How was your day?” is a question that, like its partner in crime, “How are you?” we ask of others countless times without actually expecting anything more than a perfunctory answer. And usually that’s all we get – “Fine.” “All right.” “Ok, how about you?” Unless something truly momentous – good or bad – happens
I have a collection of small, porcelain birds in different colors, with guide words painted across their rounded bellies. These tiny, bright birds are lovely to look at, but it is the idea behind them that appeals to me the most: a simple message – guide words, in this case – to center, to guide
As a child, I used to sometimes be caught unawares by the striking thought that the world was full of people, billions of people, and every one of those people has a story. They work, they love, they eat, sleep, pray and dream. They sing and laugh and cry. They have and they lose. They
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