There are layers of life happening in any given moment. There are times when our work is enjoyable, relationships are in order but there is something that weighs heavily on
It is that time again! After Halloween, the holidays seem to approach like a freight train. We see them chugging toward us and sometimes it feels as if we are
“Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet*, eating her curds and whey. Along came a spider, who sat down beside her, and frightened Miss Muffet away.” Thank you, Miss Muffet’s
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What do you do with your dirty laundry? When I was a kid, we lived in a suburb of Detroit Michigan where a common household amenity was a laundry chute.