It was March and I was in Jackson Hole, Wyoming visiting a friend. Even though I had lived in Massachusetts for eight years during my school days and had spent …
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I was hiking in San Francisco and came across this rock formation on the ground. When you look at it, what do you see?
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I was walking down this path and it reminded me of the path of life. Life is about change and growth. There will always be rocks on the road – …
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Growing up my dad used to ask us to ponder three questions: Who am I? Where am I? What MUST I do to be me? I now understand them to …