I’ll admit, the first time I tried to incorporate prayer into my day, it was less a… Read More

You know that moment when you realize your apartment is basically a glorified closet with a bed?… Read More

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As I stand in my serene backyard, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the warmth… Read More

As I stand on the mountain trails of Santa Barbara, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves,… Read More

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I once found myself staring at a blank sheet of paper, pen in hand, as if I… Read More