I truly believe that regret is the only wound the soul does not recover from, and so I'm trying to live without regrets. ... Each day is another chance to be swept away.

One way of celebrating the Solstice is to consider it a sacred time of reflection, release, restoration, and renewal.

Self-loathing is the silent hemorrhaging of the soul. You don't feel or see the life force fleeing until it's not longer there, and then, of course, it's too late.

We can learn to be the catalysts for our own change.

This I can report from the front lines: life never calms down long enough for us to wait until tomorrow to start living the lives we deserve.

Ironically, gratitude's most powerful mysteries are often revealed when we are struggling in the midst of personal turmoil.

No behavior can be changed before it's acknowledged. And no addiction is beyond the reach of Love.