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It’s true: it is my ego. It is me edging God out. It is me meddling and not trusting. It is me afraid. I don’t pick

I sometimes think that I am either better than, or worse.  I sometimes find myself scared that I do not belong, or that I do not

I conveniently forgot about this practice until recently, after I had succumbed day after day, to my anxious and fearful mind.  I had forgotten that not

There was a time in my life when I hated running.  Not because of running itself, but because I thought that if I just owned a

Fitness is vulnerable.  I wish I could claim that statement as my own, but really it stemmed from someone else’s blog where she was talking about

Busy is a familiar word. It is both rewarded and scorned equally, depending on the accusers experience with it. I know for me, I can do

I’m either officially old, or I’ve arrived.  Never in a million years did I envision myself finding absolute joy and peace in being done and home

There are people who can’t seem to live without it, and there are many who cannot seem to live with it, either. I have been, and

It all works out perfectly.  I always get time to rest.  I always get time to move.  I always get time to connect.  I always get