I found a love note to myself when I reorganized my closets. It’s dated 8/26/12. Seven-and-a-half years ago, life was hard…
Author Lyssa
He says: “When you were learning to ski, it was so hard to ski with you. You were always so…
How pleasantly ironic that I stumbled across this piece of this poem, and later found out is called Desiderata—which means…
From Rules of Civility by Amor Towles: “I know that right choices by definition are the means by which life…
“That sense of loss is exactly what we must anticipate, prepare for, and cherish to the last of our days;…
Let’s just call it what it is, yeah? In a world of endless To-Do Lists, we all need to take…
Life is process. It can take nothing more than a single word or interaction to change where you think you are in your process.
I bought a lime tree as a companion to my avocado tree. I have a black thumb—I have killed succulent…
A lesson in learning about the self
Sometimes your hardest part isn’t someone else’s, and that’s awesome