Death has a way of humbling me. I consider myself pretty grounded and introspective, however whenever someone passes it really brings me to another place. A number of emotions take over me, and often I’m left with little to say, but I feel. I feel so much that it takes me places. I go in and out of dark and light, and then silence takes over. Because still the right words seem to leave me. Most recently the world lost two great men, among many I’m sure. My husbands cousin Chr

Often we look at healthy as a goal tied to our weight, or how much we workout, or our ability to eat the right foods, and in the process the spirit and mind get overlooked. The discussion on mental health in our community has been a focal point lately, and for good reason. Healthy is not one dimensional and it takes finding a balance in all areas of your life. I know that this is not a new concept, but we all need those simple reminders periodically.  When I was younger,

Sometimes I wander in uncharted territories. No map, no directions, no idea of where I'm going. In search of the peace I let slip away. A fond memory keeps me motivated. I remember times when I would sit for hours in silence. I would enjoy me. Dance to the melodies of my favorite album. Clean my room, sit in my bed, and read. Sleep for hours, where I would dream in color. Not a worry or care, only fantasies of the the next time I could enjoy peace. Sometimes I get so involved