Life today for too many of us is, at best, a juggling act in our work-addicted and overloaded society.

Have you ever put in a hard workout or done something strenuous, only to feel an old familiar twinge?

That little voice inside your head telling you what to say, what to do, is not your mother or god; it’s your subconscious.

Stop for a moment and look back at how the past year has gone for you. Are you satisfied with how you’ve lived? Do you feel fulfilled by how you’ve engaged with life?

How fit is your spirit, the energy of your soul? For holistic self-care to be as effective as possible it must address not only our emotional, physical and intellectual lives, it must include our spiritual fitness as well.

There was a final bit of conversation a few days before my father’s passing...

Many of us have already come to understand the concept of achieving optimal health by caring for ourselves in a holistic manner.

Most of our deepest pain seems to come from relationships of one kind or another.

Our hectic lives have made dinnertime into a fast food caloric refueling.

This is a story about love, courage, great pain and forgiveness.

Tremendous responsibility lies in the arms of those who raise children. We are not only responsible for our children, but for the kind of people they will be and therefore the kind of world we will have.

“I think I can,” “I think I can,” “I think I can!” chugged the Little Engine as it made its way up the hill.

From a young age we’re inculcated with the admonishment to not trust strangers, not to talk to them, nor are we to accept from them candy or rides in cars.

It is said that a woman enters into marriage convinced she will change her groom into the man of her dreams and a man enters the pact believing his bride will always remain just like she is.

As soon as we are conceived, we begin to form ideas about who we are and what this world is like.

It was a hot August day when we were told that it was close to the end. When we arrived, Sandie was still able to communicate and respond but as the day progressed, she began to slip away.

John Holland is an internationally renowned psychic medium who has spent more than 20 years investigating and developing his abilities as a psychic medium.

About eight years ago while leaving work on an early July evening, a most startling and fascinating experience unfolded.

Hope is an ambiguous word. We can use it to show our enthusiasm: "We hope that our friends from the Caribbean will visit us this summer." Or our sorrow: "I do hope those friends don't turn up tonight."

What is life as a human being really about? I had not given much thought to this or took time to observe it in myself or in others until after I found myself in a hospital, paralyzed from the neck down, unable to speak.

In the 1970's I was a lifeguard in Hopkinton MA. One dark, cold afternoon we were waiting for the rain to start so that we could officially close the beach.

“Seeing My Aunt Again” is a story that is difficult to tell, not because of the emotions it evokes, which are more closely related to joy than anything else, but because the symptoms of the experience seem almost cliché.