There is no final destination to our journey.

Death is the great disruptor; it thrusts us opposite life’s mirror, invites our truthful exploration, and reveals the naked truth; from which rebirth is possible and we are free to reinvent ourselves anew.

This thing I am feeling, I’m almost certain, is the closest I’ll ever come to standing somewhere in between truth and reconciliation.

I have this very silly fear, dear friend, that one day I’ll be old without ever having been young.

More than anything, this place feels familiar. I bury my hands in the hot sand and think about the embodiment of memory or, more specifically, our natural ability to carry the past in our bodies...

If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer’s day. Nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of...

The things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.

It is inevitable that I will leave a legacy simply because I cannot walk through life without leaving footprints as I walk. Therefore, I would be wise to consider the path before I make the...

All pursuits are pointless and fruitless unless and until love and compassion are found and then are the foundation and destination of all you do

God beckons me to exhilarating adventures that are without number, beyond all conceivable boundaries, and effortlessly eclipse the furthest reaches of my imagination, all while I sit languishing in stifling adventures of my own limited...

If four of you are playing hide and seek you’ll only ever find the other three. For you are already right here. So what on earth is it that you’re looking for? You are the...

Tragedy has a cruel way of ripping off the masks of self-sufficiency and self-satisfaction. It yells in the streets, “No! Everything is not A-okay!” It cracks apart our airtight theologies about God having everything under...

HEARTWORKEach day is born with a sunriseand ends in a sunset, the same way weopen our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark.You have no control overhow your story begins...

Life lessons are not journeys traveled in straight lines but are crossroadsformed years and miles apart.

Life is like a roller-coaster with thrills, chills, and a sigh of relief.

Every journey has its own traveler. Every dream has its own dreamer. We are all belonged to a specific journey and dream. Some people are currently looking for it, some people are just figuring it...

Only by digging deep down to the core of our true self can we come to a place of inner certainty. Our underlying values and priorities are our personal navigational stars on life’s journey—essential tools...

It is not required that we know all of the details about every stretch of the river. Indeed, were we to know, it would not be an adventure, and I wonder if there would be...