Apr 22, 2026 | From the heart
My name’s Jolene. I’m 68. For fifteen years, I walked the same route every morning. Out my door at 6:45 a.m., down Elm Street, through the alley behind the Korean grocery, past the elementary school, and back home. Exactly forty-two minutes. Rain or shine....
Apr 7, 2026 | From the heart
We live in an era of digital distance, where the warmth of a gaze or the tilt of a head is lost in the binary. I remember a time when we understood each other through simple, human moments. A lingering glance felt like a quiet promise. A gentle tilt of the head...
Sep 26, 2025 | From the heart
Resolves and I have a love-hate thing. Like that time I vowed to quit late-night snacking. Monday? I was all in. By midnight, the fridge was practically singing my favorite lullaby, and those biscuits were winning me over with puppy eyes. Motivation on a buzzkill. You...
Sep 19, 2025 | From the heart
Life is not always black or white, it is mostly Grey There was a time when I believed everything could be divided into neat categories. If I did the right thing, I’d get the right result. If I used enough determination, the road ahead would be straight and simple. I...
Sep 18, 2025 | From the heart
Sick and tired of being sick and tired In my line of work whenever a customer reports a bug in a software, we jokingly say – “it’s working as designed”. That surely doesn’t mean that it’s not going to get fixed. Choosing to move into willingness and being...
Sep 15, 2025 | From the heart
A fools brain digests philosophy into folly, science into superstition, and art into pedantry They say the mind is a temple. Unfortunately, some people’s temples are built on shaky foundations, more like quicksand, with a leaky roof and an interior designer who got...
