Posts tagged love

My heart was a raisin. Shriveled. Dry. I saw a small slice of humans as people. You know… with feelings like pain and hope. with …

Edith Eger lost her parents in Auschwitz and now tells us grief is not as much about what happened, but what didn’t happen. Maybe for …

I’ve had jobs in many fields, been a part of volunteer groups and teams, been in churches big and small, and in all this time …

Last week I mentioned that feelings are a legitimate source of information—just as valuable as information we receive through our mind. I compared ignoring our …

There is a word that young women my age seemed to be trained to hate. I remember as a young lady just hearing it would …