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I am writing this with the hope that no one will ever read it.  That is the only reason I can fully express what I...

Sometimes what we call “depression” might really be something else. Instead, many of us walk around emotionally...

One thing that life continues to teach me – sometimes gently, sometimes like it is trying to get my attention with a...

When I think about what truly supports a grounded and meaningful life, I often return to a few simple Buddhist...

 When people ask me about heaven, often before we have settled into the conversation, I tell them that my...

There are moments in a human life when the boundaries between the physical and the unseen thins, and something...

When I think of the people closest to me – the ones I care the most about – I find myself wanting to gather them all...

The anxiety in my life has a way of filling every corner of my existence with noise. Individual thoughts race, my...

There are times when we lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about how we failed to learn from parts of...

“Skepticism” has followed me throughout most of my writing career. It has not been an enemy, but a shadow that insists...

Sixty years is a long time to stay silent about something that shaped all of us so deeply. Most of us look back, never...

I am often asked if life is a fixed point on a map of existence. No, it is not. “Life evolves with purpose.” Purpose...