One For The Team – By Kate Ingram, M.A.
We are, the lot of us, on a team called the Human Race
We are, the lot of us, on a team called the Human Race
Then I thought, “I need a new story.”
Unlike Americans, the French are not sensually challenged...
Sometimes you’re the windshield, sometimes you’re the bug.
Thought about titling it “In praise of indolence,” because I always want to write something witty...
Seems to me that the concept of “pursuing” happiness is wrong-headed...
Facing life’s dragons is nothing less than a life or death decision.
I am concerned that as a society we are as much consumed as consumers...
...odds are that you live Nowhere too, otherwise known as Jacksonville...
Our sensitivity and receptivity to this pregnant pause of the solstice can easily be lost in the noise of the consumer crush...
I’ve been in a mood lately, and it's not a pretty one:
The GPS told us we were right on track, the Caves just a few miles away...
We hold on to worn out dreams and old resentments as hard and fast as old LPs and half-used cans of paint...
Two years ago I attended a lecture given by a noted biologist, who spoke about the transformation of a caterpillar into a butterfly...
On May the second I drove through our little town early in the morning taking my son to school and was greeted by a display of American flags along California Street...
The web of life...
A couple of years ago, I came across an idea that completely changed the way I view human evolution. What it said was basically this: that all spiritual growth and unfoldment comes from letting go. This simple little sentence was, for me, revelatory. It is not by adding, but by subtracting that we become who […]
Historically, this season heralds a time of reflection, of releasing the old and welcoming the new.