I’ve become keenly aware over the past few years of what I call knife edge moments, where we are forced willingly or unwillingly to lick the shar…Read more

Yesterday I cleaned the stove. Spritzed some cleaner on the stovetop, and reveled in cleaning each speck of grease off it until it shone, reflect…Read more

For much of my life, I struggled enormously with the notion of community. I always felt outside. For periods of times I would “join” a community …Read more

Discovering, and fully knowing, Basic Goodness has been the most fundamental transformation I’ve gone through. If you can discover this ins…Read more

I grew up in a land of constant fighting. The Ireland I grew up in is a divided nation. So much hate, dotted across a beautiful green island. Peo…Read more

At a certain point, something happened to me. I started hearing my voice. I mean, it had been there all along, but now I really started to hear it…Read more

I wrote this poem at the time when I made the decision to set off down the path of listening to my heart, to commit to myself. To put my metaphor…Read more

 In Oregon, where I was living in a cabin in the forest, I took a new road. That day, I took a right where before I had gone straight. As I drove…Read more

I waltzed down Grafton Street, the main shopping street in the center of Dublin, Ireland, on a sunny spring day. I held a giant bouquet of flower…Read more