She was such a tiny thing — this feral mama cat who suddenly moved to my deck. Black, with a couple of white spots on her face. A tail that reminded me of a possum. Hard cartilage. Not inviting to touch. She didn’t even look pregnant. Just hungry. Desperate. Why else would she dare to …
As a life coach in a nonprofit for women, I often suggested an action step to help my clients move toward hope. The same idea can work for anyone — any time. When life unravels, whether through a personal tragedy or an unexpected circumstance — just do one simple thing. Do you find joy in …
As an observer of the animal kingdom, my neighborhood provides plenty of reflective stimulation. Dogs, cat, hawks — even the occasional fox or skunk. But it is the feral cats along with my house cat that expand my thoughts about hope. What is it that cats do so well that underscores hope in the time …
It was a gift — an unexpected pleasure on a discouraging day. I had just pulled up my Amazon book sales report. Not enough sales for the month, not even close to my goal. Then I looked outside and laughed in delight. My neighborhood is blessed with several feral cats. One big guy — all …