How I lost the keys and found my trust in myself.

How I lost the keys and found my trust in myself.

Did I ever tell you about the time when I lost the keys to a Paris apartment and found my trust in myself? A few years ago I had the pleasure of attending a course in Paris. It was May, the weather was sultry, the city was blooming and I was sharing an Airbnb...
Feed the right wolf

Feed the right wolf

  Last night I was awake, and into my brain drifted this story, I think I’d seen it mentioned on something earlier that day or week. Anyways… An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life: “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a...