Not All Who Wander Are Lost

I want to talk about nature and how it always holds the medicine I need.   The other day I was rushing and running late and every driver on the road seemed that they, too, were grumpy and rushing. Cars were honking and cutting each other...

"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so...

Can we please talk about the days we get to wake naturally and not to the artificial sound of an alarm?! About how wonderful it is to stretch slow like a cat allowing ourselves the time to languish the dawn and the canvas of clouds...

On Friday, September 7, 2018 I had to have a really hard discussion with my doctor and surgeon. I have been dealing with an on-going infection in my left breast. It began way back in 2012 and I have already undergone two lumpectomies. After my second...