I flipped the page on the daily calendar and read the words: “Try to find a place where you are surrounded by the sounds of nature-a waterfall, the beach, a bird sanctuary, a place where the bamb
Author: Roxanne
When Anxiety Knocks, Love Answers
Panic caused cold chills to rush down my body. Fear disguised itself as anxiety, and within seconds I broke out into a sweat. In that moment, I was convinced I wasn’t going to be okay.
Spectacle and Soul: Remembering to Be Delighted
I learned that the Romans built elaborate sets on platforms that were pushed up ramps into the arena. To create the entertainment, exotic animals from around the empire as well as gladiators appear
Why Freak-Outs Aren’t the End of the Story
When was the last time you freaked out? Maybe you spotted a snake or shattered your favorite dish. Can you recall a moment when everything felt out of control–your reactions, your words, even you
What My Dad’s Bedtime Stories Taught Me
My dad told the best bedtime stories. He made them up as he went, weaving magic into every word. The framework remained the same, but the details changed each night, as if the story had a life of i
The Gift Behind the Imperfect Offering
Have you ever received a child’s gift? I remember the glimmer in his eye and the excitement in her smile. The creation-likely made from paper, glue, and love–didn’t carry much market value. B
Infinite Supply: More Than One Way to Be Loved
I am grateful for the reminder: love is not scarce. It’s always flowing–we just need to stay open to its many channels. Sometimes it comes in a wagging tail or wet doggie kiss. Other times, it
Where Love and Forgiveness Meet
We assured her that we loved her and it was okay to let go. We promised to love and take care of each other. With everything we knew to do complete, we said goodnight and went to bed–our final sl
Half-Full: A Practice, Not a Personality
The adage about the glass being half-full or half-empty is well-worn. When I look at a glass of water, I want to see that it is half-full. Yet in life, I often find myself reacting with a half-empt
Clear the Mechanism: Finding Stillness in a Noisy World
I’ve found my own version of “clear the mechanism”–paddle boarding. The moment I stand up on the board, the world begins to fade. I focus on breathing, balancing, paddling, and soaking in t