Since I was a child, I worried about experiencing pain and often played an avoidance game. I kept clear of contact sports, climbed only...

When we ponder our oneness, it is impossible to be afraid, to hate, or to despair.

My oldest memory of the MGM Lion ’s Roar is terrifying. I still have a visceral response to this King of the Jungle’s vocal assertion of...

In my last blog article , I shared how curiosity in the place of judgment has opened up new understandings for me. One very important...

If you’ve ever had an MRI, you know that sometimes it can feel a bit claustrophobic inside that tube. I’ve had two experiences with...

One day in seventh grade, I dashed from my seat when the bell rang; presumably because I was in a hurry. Unfortunately, I tripped and...

“Cut the Crap.” This month, that phrase and an associated memory came to the front of my mind seemingly out of the blue. More than 30...

In my last blog , I mentioned my resolution to place my trust in God instead of allowing fear to take hold of my day. I also shared my...

In my October blog , The One Thing , I shared an imaginative contemplation that revealed to me the role fear played in a cringe-worthy...

My favorite prayer app guides me through a daily 12 minute meditation on a passage from scripture. Recently, their Saturday Examen, a...