Listen to your heart and find the path forward 9 Articles

by Vickiey Davis

Most of you know the repetitive anguish that has happened seemingly on a continual basis the last few months. It has been very difficult, almost impossible to keep my head up and if I do it's only for a moment. I still w...read more

by Sue Burness

This is the story of how I walked 30 km. between Hamilton and Burlington (two cities on Lake Ontario) why I did it, and what I learned from it. As a former recreational runner, I was excited to discover that long distan...read more

by Steve Marshall

How can we listen to what our heart is saying? My heart is always aching and it seems to be asking me some sort of a question. What is the answer to the question my heart is always asking, and indeed what is that question?...read more

by Carolyn Gwiazdzinski

Listen to your heart and find the path forwards; A Soul's Journey We are on a journey home, back to our inner self. The call has been sent for this awakening...only the awakening is coming from the push of our emotions...read more

by James Darnell

No one can really hear you. You are living in your own version of the world. Do not expect others to understand you. They understand only what is relevant to them in their own perception of what the world is. Who we are an...read more

by Christine Pondelli

Living beyond the Cliches We all know these age-old clichs: Life is not a dress rehearsal; Live life to the fullest; Today is the first day of the rest of your life. They are great intending to spur us on to a more mea...read more

by Bob Wilkerson

His hair was long, combed and he spoke words of wisdom of which he said came from his heart. He had been in treatment for alcoholism for over six months and he was the guru of the group. He had learned how to listen to ...read more

by Weronika Sowa

-There, there. - Gosh, I know that really, but where? -There, there. - Be precise, please, otherwise I gonna waste my whole life on thinking 'where' or, even worse, doing the wrong thing. Give me just a little gui...read more

by Richard Kearns

Sometimes my heart talks rubbish. I listen and despite the warnings from my head, I fall helplessly and fumble forward, like a puppet with crossed strings, down that all to familiar roadway of imagined love. Silly fool! ...read more