Maybe we ought not fight our overwhelm. At least not so hard. Perhaps it is better to flow with it, ride it, simply let it be. This week’s poem says let your overwhelm compost and transform you. It says permission granted to be overwhelmed any ...

No not truth with a capital "T" which words can never capture. Rather words that point toward the truth and help us find it more easily. Words that can help us see illusion and then tiptoe around it with a little more ease.

Bad Bunny was right about the power of love over hate. But how do we bring that wisdom into our own daily lives? How can we do our own heart work, bringing more empathy, vulnerability, intuition, and deep connection into our lives? How can we f...

What Is True Is Already So So Might As Well Speak ItMy heart is a small quivering hand,planting seeds in the dead of winter. My days are an old dog, prone to wagging, then quietly laying down to escape...

How I Feel About Politics in America These Days…OK, I’ll tell you how I feel.I feel as frustrated as Sisyphus carrying that boulder.I feel a fear trembling, on a crowded tongue of silence. I feel rusty chains r...