Home is Where The Heart Is

Where have you parked your source of happiness? Who or what have you made your singular object of affection? These were the questions that arose in three different conversations within a few days of each other.  That is always a sign that I should write about it 🙂 A friend was describing her sacred connection …

S(he) who must not be named

"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet" said Shakespeare. And he was right.  The rose would continue to be what it is, regardless of what it was called. The question is would we appreciate it's beauty and fragrance as much? It is not a trivial question.  The extent to which we embrace, reject or …