Warning: Graphic photos — I’m so full of emotion, I’m not sure I can write this. I’ve been contemplating it for weeks but every time I think about actually putting my feelings into words, my mind goes blank. But my heart doesn’t. …

Although, the photo didn’t do justice to my gorgeousness — As a teenager, I hated being in photos. I was convinced I was not photogenic. My nose was too patrician (long), my eyebrows too luxuriant (thick), and my forehead too intellectual (wide). Every time someone asked me to “Say cheese!” my expression instantly went from cheery to gloomy. I knew…

It’s so much easier than you might think — “Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.” — Don Miguel Ruiz There…

It’s definitely an inside job — “Awareness is the first step in healing.” ― Dean Ornish Recently, I’ve been healing from a traumatic injury and its surgical repair. I’ve had a lot of time to reflect on how remarkable a process it is. …

Here’s how to make that feel better — “Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.” — Buddha The Law of Karma is like throwing a ball at a wall in front of you and having it bounce back and hit you in the face. Whatever you put out, you will get back…

A huitain poem and a fable retold — I saw a dragonfly today It whizzed by my kitchen window, reminding me of our sorrow I watched it zig-zag on its way It gave me cause to stop and pray for those who have been left behind from cancer death or suicide I pray, Be blessed this Christmas Day. …

When little things are a big deal — I never thought it would be a major accomplishment to change my knickers. Oh, I’m sure it was a big deal when I was a toddler, but that was — well, um, it was a little while ago! Six weeks ago, I had a nasty accident followed by surgery to…

And what’s your theory of the case? — This story begins in a grocery store parking lot on a weekday afternoon. I was loading my shopping bags into the car when a woman approached me. She was middle-aged with bobbed brown hair and dark eyes. Her smile was warm. “Hello!” I smiled back. “Hi!” She pointed to the…