Peace & purpose through Christ for the overwhelmed, anxious woman
Sitting on my counselor’s couch working through what I thought was a setback last summer, it felt comfortably familiar, curiously reminiscent of the Central Perk couch in Friends. Through tears,…
"I want to know if you’re the real deal...” questions the Jason Bourne-like CIA guy. Dropped in the desert under the cover of night after gaining clearance, he joined me…
As I lay there, barely able to tolerate the steamy heat swirling about me, focusing became increasingly difficult. Claustrophobic, I tried to remain calm in my body. Then it happened.…
The week a particularly emotional one, not for myself but for a loved one experiencing a number of physical maladies recently, I processed with my intuitive counselor. She confirmed the…
Lying in the dark on my sweat-soaked mat, I tried to quiet my mind during the closing moments of yoga class. A regular practice of most yoga classes, I didn’t…
