Our stories matter. Stories are an entry point for us to become known. Where the fertile space is cleared for greater understanding, compassion and appreciation. Where others can be inspired...

We hold tightly to our stories. Afraid to share their truths. Preferring to appear normal, to fit in, we end up hiding behind masks, feeling alone and disconnected. Unknown. We are...

When we are in the midst of suffering, and at the end of our self and our own resources, we are often confronted by the paradox that though we may...

Driving the exact same route to work every day. Using a preferred coffee mug. Going year after year to the same place for summer holidays. Putting on our shoes or...

I opened the curtains and peered into the morning darkness. The light was just beginning to spread across the skyline, brushing the snowy landscape with an unusual shade of blue.  My breath left...