My author’s journey started in 1998 when “You got mail!” was as hot as technology got. My children’s adventure book, Rafters: The Adventure Begins, was published, and a captivating manuscript and a contract signature was all my new author status demanded. An agreement was in place with the publisher for a sequel, possibly a trilogy, and I was right where I wanted to be as a traditionally published author. But life had its own plot twist. My authorship was abruptly forced into a prolonged hiatus, and I had a lot of living, learning, and healing ahead of me. But I...

A while back someone close to me nicknamed me the Hummer. Even though I’m not one to hum, the Hummer still sticks. It’s honestely not that unusual for my friends and family to react with headshakes or chuckles when they learn about, or even observe, one of my spiritual endeavors. Many friends agree: they too encounter the same sort of reaction when they reveal their spiritual undertakings to their private circle. And I’ll be the first to admit that there’s a lot to laugh about when it comes to the pursuits and activities I’ve undertaken in the name of discovering...

Heal your life. Heal your body. Heal your relationships. Heal your traumas, your thyroid, your running stride, your office atmosphere, your dog’s barking. Heal. Heal. Heal. There’re a lot of calls to heal in the air, in the media, in the suggestions made by coaches, leaders, employers’ HR, spiritually minded people, and others. And some times it’s too much. What is this clamor for healing really about? Why do blogs, podcasts, YouTubes, TikTok videos, and books on healing—covering nearly every aspect of life on this planet—fill our 24/7 time? Why do ads for lifestyle coaches pop up every time I scroll looking for the phone...