Life is a walking meditation. And life is infinitely more interesting when I realize I am not here to fit in. #artofliving #stars...

Where is my playground now? I want to romp in sunlit fields. Like I did when I was younger. But there are no open fields now like there...

This is a guest blog from a Swedish man who writes under the pen name, Fomtriok.  I find his writing to be profound and insightful, even...

Here is a vision of my future self and a vision for anyone else who desires to achieve something along these lines: It is not just...

“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” George Bernard Shaw There is a child in me that wants...