"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain." Frank Herbert - Dune

Ten years ago, I wondered if my children were broken forever. If a merry little Christmas was just a bitter joke somebody wrote.

There are some times when I feel like I have not yet really woken up and started living. Just existing -in a hazy dream, each day passing like so many sounds and colors behind drapes of fabric. I think I know what's happening on the other side. But now and then, I get a glimpse behind the curtain and it looks nothing like I thought. I feel upended and unsure. Maybe I don't know anything at all. The colors are distorted, the sounds are a warning. Was it always that way? Could

“I knew the power of a single wish, after all. Invisible and inevitable, like a butterfly that beats its wings in one corner of the globe and with that single action changes the weather halfway across the world.” - Alice Hoffman, The Ice Queen It started with a simple enough wish. To connect small businesses, to create a network of creative and wellness workers, and maybe above all, to find 'my people.' The long version is for another day, but that's the short version of how

I'm still glowing from the day. The hum of conversation, the stillness of self-reflection, the musical interludes of laughter. I step through the door at Honey Hollow Farm and enter an oasis. A safe, and sacred space. Layla, who runs the farm, and Marjorie, who organized the retreat are both bustling around in the kitchen. The buzz of a new day getting started rises into the air and blends with something that smells homey and delicious. Was I rushing in the morning to get out

Small Biz Fest - Huntingdon Valley & Rockledge. Hosted by Lexi Bird Photography, Twisted Monkey Yoga, Naked Brewing & Dave's Backyard Farms.