Daily Word Articles
I grew up in the Midwest, the child of a mother who suffered from depression. In my teen years I learned mom’s excessive sleeping was part of her illness.
As a physician, I see people ill or in pain manifest fear, self-loathing, and negative self-talk. This creates stress hormones that impair the defense systems in their bodies.
In my late 20s, I was your typical New York City alpha male. I never asked myself any philosophical questions. It took a fatal medical diagnosis for me to realize I did not have an inner life.
Life as I knew it blazed away the day my house burned to the ground. The devastating wildfire demolished 21 homes and killed three of my neighbors.
At the beginning of each year, we put great effort into making resolutions and trying to change ourselves in order to be happy.
Christmas is, first of all, the Christmas story. Christmas is the birth of Christ. The birth of Christ is the birth of humanity’s best dream and highest hope. It is the birth of God in humanity.
I believe we need only one thing to live in gratitude and appreciation. That one thing is our ability to allow the present moment to unfold just as it is.
“Good morning, PP.” How I love to hear those words. “PP” is the endearing name Angela, my “prayer partner,” and I have for each other, and it makes me giggle.
My life almost ended six years ago.
For many years, I struggled with self-doubt, emotional pain, childhood family problems, betrayal, and deep depression.