How often do we wish, "If only they could talk?" How often do they wish, "If only they could understand!"

Where Swami answers your questions, and you will question his answers.

Lying dormant inside each of us is a creative genius waiting patiently to escape, to manifest itself and to realize its potential.

Our family of origin teaches us our self-esteem. It is based upon an evaluation of ourselves we form about our personal competence and self-worth.

How can we begin to understand the nature of simplicity, here in the Western world? Is our restlessness symptomatic of a deeper yearning to know our sense of place more profoundly?

My friend, Lori, sent me this poem which I tacked up on the wall. I especially appreciate the line about grumbling, because it encourages me to keep my life simple.

  My body and I have had a turbulent relationship. Some of my earliest memories are of racing through the fragrant pine forest behind my house, crawling through the underbrush to scout the best site for the girls’ tree fort. We played tomboy games of escape in the summer twilight.

As I was walking the path leading to the Giant Steps on Bailey’s Island in Harpswell, MA, the voice of the surf splashing rhythmically upon the rocky seashore sang out to me.

"Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing." — Robert Benchley

The body wants to be well. Knowing this fact, and reminding ourselves always that it is possible, encourages us to make changes within ourselves towards total wellness.

He has the heart of a lion and the soul of an angel. He laughs, he smiles, he winks. He dreams of walks on the beach, snacks and his beloved tennis ball.

Max was my first dog. He loved everyone and had many friends, canine and human.

A collection of Animal Stories by various authors.