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"Sticks and Stone May Break My Bones, But Words Will Never Hurt Me." Not.

Every waking moment we talk to ourselves about the things we experience. Our self-talk, the thoughts we communicate to ourselves, in...

Reflecting on Roses: Temper the Bad, Sad, Mad with Gobs of Glads

"You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry. Don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way." Walter Hagen, golfer...

Eyes Here

“To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.” ― Mary Oliver, Pulitzer Prize winning American poet In October of 2007, I wrote...

Keeping Our Eyes Open

"The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is...