The world is opening up. Like a soft pink sky glimpsed after a storm, we are beginning to enter the time called “after”— and yet a lot of days
Some eras just seem to glow in our memory. Those times that feel luminescent in retrospect— lit from within by happiness, peace or well-being.
Hardship distills our perception. It’s strange, but true. Looking back on the hardest eras of my life— those defined by chronic pain and illness—
Every year that I’ve opened this course, I’ve seen powerful magic happen. People hearing messages from the trees. Affirmations from a winged one
It’s hard to do life alone. The toughest things I’ve been through were so painful, not just because of the challenges, but because of how alone I