The head.The heart.The soul. When all three are lined up, we can be sure, we are standing right where we need to be. Happy 2019. May all your beautiful being and awareness, feel exactly excellent.
When a year comes to a close, people have a tendency to reflect. To clarify, I don’t mean that we stand in front of a mirror, and gape. And technically, in that case, the mirror reflects. No. The entire process
Do you remember how Cracker Jacks used to come with the surprise in the bottom of the box? Well. It was much, much more than an “added bonus.” It was also an Insurance Policy for the Cracker Jack folks. I
Up until this morning, I thought Rob Roy was a Cowboy. Some sort of hop-a-long, mosey-on-over, kind of guy. About 6’3” with a bright blue bandanna tied around his neck, legs as bowed as a wishbone, with boots that jingle-jangled-jingled,
——————————— How do you think animals conceptualize time? I often wonder if they view it in their brains, like we do in ours? One second at a time? Past meeting future? Is it based on life expectancy? Or other things?
That Office of the President thing. I can’t believe anyone still really wants the job. But people do. Of course, some people are more well-suited for the job, by physical appearance alone. Apparently, taller, seems to be better. As a
Today was Christmas. I said Happy Birthday to Jesus this morning, when I was in prayer. Happy, Happy Birthday. But, I’ll get back to that in a minute. There are some other famous people born on December 25th. One of
Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, Not even a mouse. Well. The mouse was stirring. He was stirring together sugar, and eggs, and cream, and flour. Making cookies. Those really good
I’m not an inventor. Sometimes, I figure out something fresh. But it isn’t often. A worker bee, is me. And certainly I am not an entrepreneur. But the other day, I was thinking. I had an idea for a chain
No matter what comes along, there we are. Standing right smack dab in the center of it. That’s how our lives go. It could be the glorious act of picking out a dozen donuts in the sugary-sweet lobby of the