As Christmas approaches, amidst the jingle bells, decorated storefronts and jovial parties, so too does aloneness for many. For as much happiness and joy as the season comes with, it also can bring about an uninvited, yet conscious, regression to …

Nothing. It’s not as though there was a time when I’d thought that reply would be different. Truth is, there was a time when I wouldn’t have even thought to ask myself the question. It doesn’t really seem like something …

Where the sun never sets, enveloped in the night. The wind; a measurement of time. Silent. With force. Turning each page gently. Deafeningly. Moment upon moment; no story is there. No beginning to enchant, no ending to lapse. Peaceful, chaotic …

There is truly no substitute for being honest with yourself, on both sides of the circumstance. To be self-aware, to strive for a higher being of consciousness, to create a depth of connection with your Heart; how else does it …

The preamble to many a tale. The opener to embarking on an adventure. The words we all know very well. Page after page, chapter after chapter, volume after volume; we write our ‘once upon a time’s. Settings, characters, plots, sub-plots, …

Chuck may have been onto something there. A dissertation on grief may likely, in fact, be a bottomless suitcase that could be unpacked til the end of time. And, time would probably win before you got to the bottom of …

People. They’re everywhere. At work, the grocery store, in front of you at the bank machine, even your home. Everywhere you look; people. There’s no escaping them! And, I’m grateful for that. People have been, and continue to be, the …

The greater the distance we travel into this life, the greater, it seems, we carry with us. We accumulate our identity. Through experience, success, challenges and tribulations, we define who it is that we are. Or perhaps, we allow it …

In a few evenings, we will openly welcome a number of little strangers into our homes. Little masked and costumed strangers; vampires and princesses, pint sized Thors and aspiring Hermiones. Our little visitors come to our doors to receive what …

“the most intimate thing we can do is to allow people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect”. Amy Harmon Intimacy, for many, conjures up …