



Spiked with a rainbow of colored markers, a bright blue bucket filled with golf-ball-size rocks propped open the door of our meeting room. Thankful for the reappearance of sunshine illuminating the curious doorstop and not…


Have you ever noticed how necklaces, when left alone in the dark, invariably entwine themselves with all the other pieces of jewelry anywhere near them? Then, when you try to separate them, they transform themselves…

Since most of the things I worry about never happen, does that mean that worrying about them works to keep them from coming about? I sure hope not. Because if that’s the case, then it…

Last week I bought a sheet of stamps with the photo of aplant sprouting from the ground surrounded by dead leaves, and the words “HealingPTSD” written across the top. I showed them to my husband,…