My daughter asked me to snap some pictures of her the other day. What? I shrieked with joy and knew just where we’d go.

Welcome to 2022. Something I’ve continued to contemplate is the phrase “Happy New Year.” What if we said, “Cheers to a Meaningful Year”–authentic, fulfilling, healing, or whatever word/phrase feels fitting for you.

I’m sitting in my office procrastinating, yet I’m not usually a procrastinator. That’s really not the right word. Pondering why I was pausing and reorganizing my books for the umpteenth time inspired this week’s SOUL STORY.

Did 2021 feel paradoxical to you in perplexing ways? Vaccines protected us. Life, in some ways, returned to a new normal. Yet this month we jumped from “D” to “O” in the Covid calamity.

There’s a question that reverberates at all hours. It nudges me awake. I hear its echo, faint at first, and louder in recent weeks.

Liquid gratitude streamed down my cheeks. Have you ever received an unexpected, heartfelt gift that touched you at a soul level? That happened to me yesterday.