Martika was the first person we told. In her kitchen. The very same kitchen where Madisyn and I had first met. Everything seemed oddly similar to the way it had been on t...read full story
I'm sitting on a plane. Seat 11D. Up above the clouds. Over the Atlantic somewhere. I'm going to the I CAN DO IT Conference in Atlanta. I feel sad to have left my family ...read full story
Okay, my friends—are you ready for change? Is it time to shake things up, start over and hit the reset button on your life? Congratulations on having the guts and the wis...read full story
I am neither a biblical scholar nor a clergyman. I am a psychiatrist—a psychotherapist—and my knowledge of scripture is limited. But when I come upon an extra...read full story
Imagine . . . between the visible and the unseen is a guiding force that some call Spirit, the Holy Will, the Divine, the Field, or Consciousness. This force is ever-crea...read full story
