Collecting seashells

When we brought our daughter home from the hospital as a newborn, her skin was a yellowed jaundice color and she had problems keeping anything down. Infant jaundice usually occurs because a baby’s liver isn’t mature enough to get rid of bilirubin, a yellow pigment of red blood cells, in the bloodstream.  The doctor told … More Collecting seashells

Keeping joy simple

My wife and I led our three kids, who were all relatively young at the time, off the crowded shuttle and walked quietly back to our hotel room. We were all exhausted. We had gotten to the resort theme park early in the morning and had spent the day, staying until the fireworks and laser … More Keeping joy simple

Reflections on Joy

Joy by Hilda Conkling Joy is not a thing you can see. It is what you feel when you watch waves breaking, Or when you peer through a net of woven violet stems In Spring grass. It is not sunlight, not moonlight, But a separate shining. Joy lives behind people’s eyes. There’s been all sorts … More Reflections on Joy

Losing my patience!

You can work on improving your purpose and focus. You can work on your discipline and work ethic.  You can even work on your trustworthiness and integrity. But when it comes to resilience, get ready for more than a few challenges. We’ve been writing this month on The Heart of the Matter on resilience. Many … More Losing my patience!

Is Life Fair?

Remember when we pondered if we Are We Wired for Fairness, with a surprising video showing… an unexpected story? (No point in ruining the surprise… It wouldn’t be fair :D) It came to mind when Esoterica brought up in a discussion of What Do We Have to Lose that bad things are going to happen, … More Is Life Fair?

Quietly Quitting

Are you aware of this phrase- quietly quitting? If you are employed I suspect that you’ve heard it. Maybe if you are recently retired, or coming up to that momentous decision you’ve also heard it. Maybe, secretly perhaps, you are in the midst of your own quiet quitting journey…I had no idea what this was … More Quietly Quitting