Observe how gently but surely the natural world renews itself daily.

How many of us go through our days parched and empty, thirsting after happiness, when we're really standing knee-deep in the river of abundance?

As the season of believing seems to wind down let me gently remind you that many dreams still wait in the wings. Many authentic sparks must be fanned before passion performs her perfect work in you. Throw another log on the fire.

Start moving, a step at a time, step after step. The positive momentum will take you from there.

This is how women self-sabotage and self-destruct. Unless we have constant witnesses to our hard work, we are convinced we pull off every day of our lives through smoke and mirrors. (27)

When I think about my father, the first image that comes to mind is holding his hand as he drove me to the train station six weeks before he died; I had never noticed how beautiful his hands were until I saw them, for the first and last time, entwined in mine.

Your heart will always tell you what’s working and what’s not.