Sometimes I go to bed at night with a deep sense of reward. Finally, I think to no one but myself, a nice, long stretch of rest before I face all of the decisions, demands, and solutions to be required of me tomorrow. But then… the next morning comes – about 5:15 am usually (thank you enthusiastic birds of New…

Who’s taking up space? Are they paying rent, or squatting? Forgive the self-focused angle this week – but it does the best job of explaining what you could easily apply to your own life if it resonates. Sometimes (but not often enough) I have the forethought to take inventory of the “tenants” residing in my thoughts. These are threads of…