Learning to walk again, or, listening to your heart over your mind
It was a cold Saturday morning in January. Despite the air temperature being only 9 degrees, the sun
I’m staring at a blank white screen, watching a blue cursor blink on, then off. Interestingly it follows my heart rate, or my heart beat has fallen instep to
Fear keeps us planted. Fear keeps us is constant motion. It is both quicksand and the burning coals beneath our feet. We fear the possibility of failure, incertitude of change,
