Years ago, during an accident that lasted only seconds, I experienced what felt like hours of thought—and came away knowing I had chosen to stay. Now, after hearing others describe near-death experiences and nonlinear time, I’m looking at that day differently and wondering what it may have taught me about consciousness, free will, purpose, and the possibilities we encounter along the way.

The older I get, the less interested I am in deciding whether people are good or bad. I've learned that most of us are both.

A Guided Practice from Where Gratitude Grows

A Quiet Moment from Where Gratitude Grows.

A Quiet Moment from Where Gratitude Grows The summer solstice quietly came and went. Many people never noticed. The sun rose. The day stretched just a little longer. The evening lingered. And then, almost without anyone realizing it, the light began its slow journey toward shorter days. Nature doesn't ask us to celebrate these moments. It simply invites us to witness them. Perhaps that's part of conscious living. Noticing change. Shifting light. Clouds that become art for onl

Today marks 36 years of marriage and 41 years together. When people hear those numbers, they may imagine we’ve somehow figured out the secret to a lasting marriage. They may imagine we’ve always agreed, always understood each other, or somehow avoided the struggles that come with sharing a life for more than four decades. When I think about those years, what comes to mind isn’t a secret.

As I've learned more about myself, I've also found myself sharing these lessons with my children. Not because I have all the answers. I don't. I still struggle. I still get stuck. But now I understand myself in ways I never did before. And that understanding has allowed me to help my children begin recognizing some of these patterns in themselves as well.