Someday When I Die

Someday When I Die

I wish that my last night in this world would be filled with happy tears, both from me and from the people I dearly loved. I imagine they might talk over coffee on my wake, possibly about how special I made them feel and how I showed up for them when they needed me...
Thriving on the Road Less Traveled

Thriving on the Road Less Traveled

Whenever I feel caught up in the forms of success that society imposes: fame, money, fortune, and power, I am deceived that this is what life should be all about. Whenever this happens, I get so sick and tired of the current moment and I tend to look down on the...