Mind, Body, Spirit

Sitting up in his bed, Bill gave me a faint smile as I entered. He had lost the ability to talk due to ALS. He communicated to people by looking into a computer screen that then spoke his words. As

Sitting on the couch, petting my cat Chaz, I felt the sun streaming in through the window. I felt Chaz’s silky fur run through my hands and the warmth of the sunlight shining on my face. In that moment, I

While forgiving ourselves or others often seems like a good idea or even the ‘right’ thing to do, there is more and more evidence that the practice can improve physical health too. Sometimes when people hear about forgiving, they feel resistance

Jack was my first boss in the corporate advertising world, and back in the early nineties he was a master salesman, gifted manager, and wonderful sales trainer. I attribute my successful sales and marketing career to him. Just as my

Not long after leaving my corporate job and joining my husband’s start-up internet company, I was sitting in a conference room, and next thing I knew, I was watching many sets of animal eyes floating around the room. I was

Growing up, I was often told that I was “too sensitive.” I could walk into a room and feel all the emotions of everyone there. I remember that when my dad would come home from work, sit down, and have a

Self-regulation is one’s own ability (self) to control (regulate) his/her thoughts, emotions and physical responses. In other words, to do things by yourself, and for yourself, to maintain good health, make good choices, enhance performance and manage emotions. “Healing consists only

As a hospice chaplain, I’ve had the privilege of companioning hundreds of patients at the end of their lives. Each patient was a teacher and offered me unique lessons. But one lesson that I continually learned from these patients witnessed

Whitewater rafting in level III rapids in Costa Rica, I was thrown overboard. Despite my life vest, I was pulled deep underwater, and complete darkness surrounded me. “This is it,” I thought. “I am finally going to die.” This fear of death

I don’t remember the exact moment that I turned to God and prayer, but I do remember what my first prayer was: “Please let me live to be twenty.” I said it when I was eleven years old and going into