I was riding home from writer’s club with a friend.  She started talking about the fact she had gone to two funerals in the past week. ...

The wind whispers. The trees speak. The birds sing. They all have the same message: “Let go and Trust. Everything is okay. You are loved....

as I awaken, I see the light the moon shines deep within my heart and, as i step out, on our lanai to look up in wonder, the prayers...