Dare to Be Happy

Dare to Be Happy

I saw it coming again like a rippling wave of frustration and anger in my heart. We had been on  the road for less than 30 minutes and already I was having problems with Mignonne. I had carefully said my morning prayers and set an intention for a day of peace and...
I did it

I did it

“I did it. I resigned. I quit!” Tears had wet my face even before I called Klara to tell her. … I felt so  relieved by saying it to her out loud!  It was December 8, 2005, and I was driving home to Badhoevedorp after a meeting in the vicinity  of Utrecht. It was...
The Road Home

The Road Home

I’d lost count of how often that nagging question ambushed me. As I did every workday, I charged  down the narrow road to the highway to work, my brain on fire. Not with ideas and energy, but  with a morbid calculation that had become routine. So routine that I’d even...