Today, I listened to how I was feeling. I didn’t feel energized by the idea of getting on social media, so I didn’t. Maybe tomorrow I will, and maybe I won’t. When I listen to how I’m feeling, that is when I’m best equipped to make decisions that result in the healthiest me.

90% or more of the websites I visit fail to capture my email address, let alone spark my interest in their service. Today, while researching art styles for children’s books, I stumbled upon an article that outlined the various styles. This article ranked among the top three results on Google and was hosted on a…

The eggplants are trying to kill me. Turns out, it’s nothing personal; just a defense mechanism. All nightshades have little hairs—think of how a tomato plant leaf feels fuzzy to the touch—that dislodge when the plant is moved around. The scientific name for these small structures is trichomes. Not only do these hairs make it…

Usually my appreciation grows, or in some cases starts, when I notice the strain caused by an absence. I see an eldest sister with deep family conflict and no one to talk to. The absence of a shoulder to cry on. A mom who hid behind her children, who were disciplined, for mistakes she made….

A character with a thousand stories. A man with an unwavering smile. This is a story from the incredible life of 80-year-old Mr. Collins. One of the many hats he’s worn was serving in Australia’s special forces. He described it as a “small group of 600 people doing the ‘dirty work’ for the Australian government.”…