The Myth of Perfection

I just came in from working in my garden. I usually leave the pruning and planting up to the talents of my husband but my perfectionist tendencies kicked in and I could no longer feel appreciation for the beauty that prevailed. I was immersed in noticing what needed...

The Song of A Child

I recently heard about a tribe in Africa that celebrates a beautiful tradition and I want to share it with you all. When a woman can sense that she is ready to become a mother she finds a quiet place where she can sit in silence and she waits until she hears a melody...