My vote has been cast. Some of my candidates have been locked in for years, many for months, and honestly, a few were picked hurriedly. When I was younger I was plagued by my choices. More correctly, I was plagued by my approach to decision-making. As I’ve grown older, I find that few decisions are …
Sometimes we face unfathomable choices. And we find a number of ways to deal with them. We delay. We refuse to carefully examine the pieces close to the surface of the issue to determine what those pieces are hiding. Because the questions are so deep, or perhaps we are fatigued or even lazy, we lose …
My existence has been marked by short-lived aspirations. I think it’s because I have not always had an eye for what can be. One of the many little known facts about me is that I was an art minor in college. I started as a biology major with a chemistry minor when I thought I …
Eglint. That’s my word for the new year. I have a lot of friends who engage in the practice of choosing a word to think about and explore for an entire year. Their explanations for their choices at the beginning of the year and their reflections on the revelations that came from that practice have …
Gentle whispers turn hearts and minds.