dreams are our spiritual illustrated discovery journals.

... we can no longer afford to throw away even one 'unimportant' day by not noticing the wonder of it all. We have to be willing to discover and then appreciate the authentic moments of happiness available to all of us every day.

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

There might be a few things in a woman's life that a romantic interlude won't cure, but I don't know any of them.

Conscious choice is creative. Unconscious choice is destructive. That is how we end up living other people's lives.

The seasons of life are not meant to be frenetic, just full. Blessed is the woman who knows her own limits.

The key to loving how you live is in knowing what it is you truly love.