The first two stanzas of Whitman’s Song at Sunset came to mind while I walked my dogs under the trees lit by the setting sun last evening: Splendor of ended day, floating and filling me! Hour prophetic—hour resuming the past! … Continue reading →
You have the capacity to transmute frustration, turbulence and challenge into momentum, influence and ultimately, victory. Pressure is your ally. Calmness is your Philosopher’s Stone.