Warning this story may contain horror and is not suitable for young children, small pets, or those with sensitive stomachs. — Straight to voice mail again. “Honey, I’m stuck in traffic and will be home as soon as possible. I love you!” God, I hope she isn’t in labor yet! Donavan O’keefe pushed the end call button on the steering wheel glanced at the amber light and the gas gauge needle…

The Manhattan Civil Court to hear the case — The Latin Origins Society of Trieste — located in Trieste, Italy — announced today on Facebook and Instagram pages a suit brought against Elon Musk. The complaint was filed in the Manhattan Civil Court through their charter group — the Latin Origins Society of Manhattan. An anonymous spokesperson for LOST…

Or are smoothies my new craze? — For my mother-in-law's birthday this year, we gave her a Magic Bullet. The Magic Bullet is neither magic nor a bullet. It is a cylindrical shaped blender for making smoothies. The blender sat dormant and unused for a while, so I put it to use. I have blended delicious meal…

Who will claw their way up for the win? After several hours of a runaround and redirection for an exclusive interview, Mike Seacrest — an independent political analyst — pulled over on an unmarked dirt road in the middle of the Dismal Swamp, Virginia. He looked at his iPhone, “These are the GPS coordinates sent to me by the…

Peace arising — The cold rain pelted my face, mixing with the tears of loss. Time has deceived me. I look back on a life filled with dross. The gravestone — gray, dull, and lonely — troubles my heart with grief. My heart cries out, “Where is sweet relief?” The sun pierces the…

Observations of the invisible source — A song rides in on the breeze as the morning sun’s warmth penetrates my face. In stillness, I observe the ongoing activity. The birds exercise their lungs as they flit from branch to branch. Their activity seems random and spontaneous. Yet they know and are driven by an invisible source. …

Where is my reprieve? —

When wholeness comes through motion — I close my eyes. The sunlight pierces the skies. The orange warmth penetrates soothing my soul. Is this how it feels to be whole? Gently, I flap my wings until, higher than the eagles, I soar. As the songbird sings, from my heart, emotions emerge. Tears and a smile merge. …

When the Magic of Peace and Solace Captures a Heart