Birthing & Rebirthing, A Constant Becoming
When my granddaughter was born my heart fell apart and I became a new thing. We’re astounded again and again …
When my granddaughter was born my heart fell apart and I became a new thing. We’re astounded again and again …
“Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright.” The single-most, salient symbol of Christmas, for me, is a …
My granddaughter was born a few days ago and my heart fell apart. There’s something so breathtakingly tender, and heartbreakingly sweet, …