If you've read my blog for a while, you'll know that I love pickleball. Lately though, I've found myself feeling a little discouraged. I haven't progressed as quickly as some of the people who started playing at the same time I did. I tend to make up for my lack of skill with enthusiasm, determination and a lot of running around the court. Then I remind myself of something important. I started playing pickleball at 59 after spending my adult life never playing a sport.

When was the last time someone invited you to explore joy? Not happiness. Not wellbeing. Not resilience. Joy. For many of us, joy is something we hope to experience when everything else falls into place. When the project is finished. When work slows down. When life becomes less demanding. When we finally have enough time. What if we've been looking at joy the wrong way? What if joy isn't the reward at the end of a successful life, but one of the resources that helps us live o

Whenever I think about intuition, I question how much I have and how much I use it. I have learned that people call it by different names. Some call it a gut reaction. Some call it instinct. Some call it an inner voice. For me, intuition feels like a deep knowing. I know when a situation or person feels comfortable. Other times, I sense that something is not quite right, even if I cannot explain what I am noticing beneath the surface. I have called on my intuition at di