Years ago, I wrote some wise advice to myself on an orange Post-It note and stuck it on my dresser mirror. A few months ago, I found the Post-It, surprised it survived more than a decade and two moves, in pristine condition, and still sticky!
For those of us who struggle with depression, anxiety, OCD, and other mental health issues, every day can feel like a fight--and not one society has much genuine interest in joining us for.
One of Amy Grant's songs wonders "What about the love?" And I think this is a question we can all ask ourselves, particularly in light of the so-called "cancel culture."
Last night, I had the most incredible experience: I did yoga blindfolded - and it blew my mind! These are the words I couldn't wait to write after the experience.
In the words of the Buddha, Everything vanishes.
In my dad’s obituary, I wrote that he was "probably the nicest man you’ve ever met." Someone told me I should have never written "probably" because Marc Butler was undoubtedly the nicest man he’d ever met.
Some Unfinished Business 