The Cost of Making It Perfect

It was 10 AM on Friday morning and my deadline for getting my blog post to my virtual assistant was 2 PM that afternoon. I had nothing to say. Nada. Not a thing. This was a new experience for me. I’m very rarely without words. It was so disturbing, that I took...

The Simple Act of Breathing

Breath is such a simple, and yet profound, thing. When a baby is born, everyone waits to hear the first breath, the first cry, signifying that the child is OK. When someone dies, we talk about their last breath. Breath is the sign we’ve entered the world, and lack of...