I've always been an "angel person." My mom too. When I was growing up, visits by angels and spirits were considered a natural part of life, so I never saw it as particularly unusual when, as a young adult, I delved into a deeper relationship with my guardian angel. I called on her for help with just about everything. And I still do today. It amazes me how many of us have forgotten that we have access to this great gift. Or we never knew in the first place that we have untappe

Yesterday, as I was peacefully writing, four horses stampeded down the hill from the farm next door, just a few yards from the window, trampling the brush and racing into the clearing. One minute I was in a quiet Zen-like Om-worthy cabin, and the next I was in the wild, wild West. They were totally psyched to be free, pirouetting on their hind legs then taking off toward Hunters Road. Uh-oh—that can’t be good. I ran to call Lorraine, the neighborhood horse whisperer. She was

Decked out in their finest, Mom and Dad were on their way down Route A1A in Florida to an anniversary party at an elegant yacht club. They didn’t go to many social events and were excited to celebrate this special evening in the lives of their old friends. Mom chose flowing blue silk and pearls; Dad wore his best suit. The previous summer, Mom had endured a double mastectomy for breast cancer, and this party marked a return to the small joys of life. Now several towns from th

I have long held on to the belief that we live in a benevolent universe where the power of good far outweighs the power of evil. In the relentlessly positive world that I envision, there is always an available beam of light, shining out from the depths of even the weariest soul, to illuminate the darkness. Mean-spiritedness withers in the face of kindness; hate and racism fold in the presence of love and truth. But the continuing affront to our hearts by acts of terror on the

Tiny pieces of the tail of a comet grazed my house last night. Yours too. They may as well have landed on the roof. Fiery, wish-worthy, shooting stars danced in every corner of the sky, lighting up the night, and our dreams, with ancient stardust. The Perseid meteor shower travels trillions of miles to put on the spectacular, annual fireworks show—and to shake us out of our earthly coma. When we stare at the sky, we can’t help but ask the big questions. After, “How could fore