When I am sick with a cold, I love to eat soup.  Not just any soup.  I enjoy a hearty, warm, and soul comforting soup. Sinus congestion makes it a little difficult to breathe through my nostrils, so there is nothing like hot soup to keep everything flowing.  Not to gross you out.  When ever…

Dear Ego, My ego says to hold on.  My ego tells me to stay in control. My ego tells me to fight for what you want. My soul says let it go.  My soul says you are not in control, the Spirit within is. My soul says peace, be still. With a steady and calm…