Following a brief conversation earlier this week with a woman I’d known only peripherally during my corporate days, I continued to feel off balance, as if something from my past kept tugging at me, but my mind refused to acknowledge it.
She shared with me that one of her teenage sons had been seriously injured in a car accident several...
Letting go comes in two flavors: “passive letting go” and “active letting go.”
One tastes like plain ol’ vanilla, the other Cherry Garcia: cherry ice cream with whole cherries and mega pieces of dark chocolate. Hmmm, well it’s almost 100 degrees as I write this, and I guess I’m craving a little TLC in the form of some Ben & Jerry’s.
“Passive letting go”...
