The Beauty of Imperfection

All my life I’ve been a perfectionist. Things had to be just so. Folds with razor-sharp creases. Stacks of paper in perfect alignment. Food arranged with symmetry and precision. This affliction worsened as I aged. The more settled I was in my behaviors and attitudes and general life patterns, the more controlling I became. In


How to Find Unconditional Love

Recently a client asked the question, what do I do now that my partner has left me?  She left me with all these great ideas and experiences of love and without warning she just decided that she no longer wants to be in our relationship.  I handed my client a mirror and said you give

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