It’s that time of year again. After months of leafless trees, grey skies and short, lightless days, the earth is weeks away from bursting forth in bloom, but it’s not here…yet anyway. These final weeks…
At a conference this week, I had the good fortune to hear Todd Henry, author of The Accidental Creative, give a talk Be a Laser, Not a Lighthouse. The ninety minutes were chock full of…
Whether you find yourselves at the peaks of the mountain, the depths of the valley or even trudging somewhere in between, one thing is certain, change will come. When I was much younger and smarter,…
At the depth of Winter’s dark dormancy, a spark–a glimmer of hope, the return of life. Quietly, without fanfare, bud’s blossom bursts. In a forest of lifeless branches, a single sign of promise. This beacon…
The cool air hit like the kiss of an estranged lover At attention, neck hairs rose and fell This creeping, elliptical tingle Tinged with anticipation and sadness Announcing with sensual overload the end of hated…