Life is a delicate dance. We live in a society that governs we all get along. The invisible fine print, the unwritten rules and regulations state that we appease to each other’s nature and in...

Each day has the potential of being your best day. You decide what each day will bring.

God has given us all our unique story. It’s not one that flows easily or pretty, but the story is ours! Find it and treasure it…

The past is a presence between us. In all my mother does and says, the past continually discloses itself in the smallest ways. She sees it directly; I see its shadow. Still, it pulses in...

The greatest challenge of my life has been to see and accept the actual truth without great pain and struggle against it.

I no longer believe there’s any such thing as losing a woman. A man loses himself as women slip into the future.

Walk your own path and be yourself

You are putting yourself in serious danger…’I think that I preferred to put myself in serious danger rather than confront my shame. My shame at not having become someone, the shame of not having made...

If variety is the spice of life, then my life must be one of the spiciest you ever heard of. A curry of a life. -Paul Child

It’s one thing to have a divinely inspired love given to you to experience and share; it’s something else altogether to recognize it when it appears. Our job is to go on being humbled and...

Unbefuckinglievable.

Indie authors write, design, sell. Like magic, skip one and you make must read vanish.

But instability like mine needs considerable distance to pass for mere quirkiness.

I believe God lets us stumble along, slowly finding our way, and giving us chances to pick each other up.

Being broken isn’t the worst thing. We can be mended and put together again. We don’t have to be ashamed of our past. We can embrace the history that gives us value, and see our...

Like Sylvia Plath, Natalie Jeanne Champagne invites you so close to the pain and agony of her life of mental illness and addiction, which leaves you gasping from shock and laughing moments later: this is...

As well as writing, 2004 saw my first attempt at wine making: the elixir of life. Unfortunately, my effort tasted more like the elixir of death.

My words to Anna, as we stood contemplating the Scuola Grande di San Marco, moments before entering Venice Hospital, came true: ‘With a façade like that, I could even accept having a deformed child.’ I...

And now it was official: I loved REI more than I loved the people behind Snapple lemonade.

My meal arrived. It was a bowl of tepid, green curried water with two spinach leaves floating in it. The waiter called it ‘vegetable soup’. I called it inedible slop.

In those days, there was no money to buy books.

I guess this means we’re uck-fayed, don’t it Mikee?

I go to all the appointments. All the meetings. I sit with the team of inclusion teachers, occupational therapists, doctors, social workers, remedial teachers, and the cab driver that gets him from appointment to appointment,...

I didn’t make choices based on what I liked or didn’t like. I simply accepted what they chose for me. My role had always been to react and adapt to what was decided by other...

What to wear on a Minnesota farm? The older farmers I know wear brown polyester jumpsuits, like factory workers. The younger ones wear jeans, but the forecast was for ninety-five degrees with heavy humidity. The...

This, I suspect, is the territory that lies just ahead and around the curve of today. A place where loss grows more familiar, where joy is harmonized by sorrow, where endings outnumber beginnings, and where...

If you don’t like it, Eat me.

I drank from the crisp mountain stream, tasting filtered sky with a mossy undertone. I’ve never understood how being loved fully could change your entire perspective of the world. I only ever understood the wistfulness...

What you don’t know going in is that when you come out, you will be scarred for life. Whether you were in for a week, a month, or a year—even if you come home without...

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the blood. As odd as it sounds, I felt irritated. I’d just cleaned that glass when I first came in on my shift today. Knowing Jim, he’d make...

Dance, dance for meDance with the starsLaugh, laugh for meWherever you areSing, sing out loudLike angels doRemember meThe way I’ll remember youLove, love for meWith all your soulCry, cry for meAs I grow oldSee, see...

Everything we have, everything we are, is a gift. How can we judge and shame ourselves if this is true?

The children we bring into the world are small replicas of ourselves and our husbands; the pride and joy of grandfathers and grandmothers. We dream of being mothers, and for most of us that dreams...

The rock I’d seen in my life looked dull because in all ignorance I’d never thought to knock it open. People have cracked ordinary New England pegmatite – big, coarse granite – and laid bare...

ceremony is essential to humans: It’s a circle that we draw around important events to separate the momentous from the ordinary. And ritual is a sort of magical safety harness that guides us from one...

I’m learning persistence and the closing of doors, the way the seasons come and go as I keep walking on these roads, back and forth, to find myself in new time zones, new arms with...

In order to write a memoir, I’ve sat still inside the swirling vortex of my own complicated history like a piece of old driftwood, battered by the sea. I’ve waited—sometimes patiently, sometimes in despair—for the...

I felt so happy I could barely stay in my skin

Every time when you think,Think about every first 20 seconds of your best Moments in your life time.

I try to walk around without being noticed but I can’t help attracting attention with my pink Mohawk, black clothing and steel toes, and often I’m with Holly and we’re both tall and arrogant.

There’s this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomorrow. Living is difficult. Dying is difficult.

Honor, Courage, and Commitment.

I get absolutely shitfaced. I am shitfaced and hyper and ten years old. I am having the time of my life.

They departed in the form of white smoke, rose easily upward, waved their hands in parting, and viewed with pity all those who remained behind. Then they danced gaily in celebration of their new freedom,...

The whole world is like an opened candy jar, and we’re plunging in for the best treats

Our destiny is aligned with our heart’s innermost longing, a longing embedded within our soul before birth. This longing is a unique pattern or configuration reminiscent of the constellations in the night sky. When we...

The stars were withdrawn, small, giving no light, unlike other nights when they seemed to hang large from the sky ready to be reached for and taken into our hands.

To me he seemed one of those persons destined to failure of whom you wonder what purpose it can ever serve that they should have ben born.

Just because you can, doesn’t necessarily mean that you should!

This is the only advice I offer you. Pick the small thing, and carry it on. Let it change your life.