Warning: Rant alert. I can be ruthlessly honest and somewhat brutal.
Apparently, the word on Tiger moms is that it’s actually debatable as to whether or not the “tiger” approach is destructive. We seem to be regressing on so many levels this past year and…
This one evokes rivers down the face… so. healing. so. inspiring.
“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.” Elie Wiesel
I know that it may feel cheesy, lame or boring to be nice, but stomping on the beliefs of others is hard to integrate with an aspiration to be a good person or to be a yogi. I am not asking to do away with sense of humor, but for the love of a little self-control.
Mother’s Day Breakfast
…it’s the same every year and my once-a-year transgression a la eggs benedict. (Not that it’s the…
The night dripped fat wet drops of rain down from fluttering leaves overhead…down, splat…smacking down on my clothes. The top of my head, sending prickling sensation waves drifting through my skin. A pat here, a splotch there. Silence rustling through the…
All I could think was that something moves through us all, something that connects us and guides us, if we allow it.