Losing stuff, mean people, hair in my food... I rant a bit. And hope for something better.
Can seemingly small pleasures and appreciation of daily life foster great insight?
Bad treatment brings challenge, adventure, and humor if you open your mind.
Elizabeth reflects on the whirlwind experience of a funeral, the challenge of processing an event in the moment, and the things we rely on to keep going
Learn why sharing what we hate is spiritual... and funny.
Thank you, sincerely, for the unsolicited advice. Thank you, Jerusalem, for it all.
A stranger on a rooftop teaches Elizabeth how to keep Shabbat and keep her sanity.
It’s never too early—or too late—to leave the madness behind.
What use is a spiritual mentor if you're an empty vessel ?
And why should I? I’m only 37. My oldest child is only eight. I have so much to learn, and sense that even if I’m fortunate enough to gain wisdom, there will always be so much more that I do not know.