Why is it that with some people we can let down our guard and feel totally comfortable and yet with others the steel walls just won’t crack!  With some we can eat from the same plate and sip from the same drink, and others we keep at an arm’s length.

It is a common fact that North Americans need three feet of space between them when conversing and yet South Americans (or those from warmer climates) require only a few inches of personal space.  What defines our comfort level of proximity?

Our society continues to pay a huge price for the myth of romantic love.  It’s a tempting notion that somewhere out there is my soul-mate, a Mr or Mrs Right, who will complete my being, that the feelings of loneliness, hollowness, meaninglessness, boredom, and unworthiness will melt away with this union; in the warm affectionate arms of an adoring partner, who will understand me and know the depth, wonder and secret of my being.  Poets and prose speak of this promise with starry-eyed tongues.  However, a succession of broken hearts and marriages crack this notion for many, but for most the dream continues.

  Pick up just about any magazine these days and you will find numerous articles on how to improve relationships or find true love.  Why, if everyone has been searching so long for it (and the magazines can provide all the answers) do so many people still feel lonely and dissatisfied, even after finding their ‘other half’?  It seems that the extent to which w

Once upon a time there was a wise man who insisted that to live well, one had to be positive, forgiving and be thankful for all of life.  One day, a traveller came to him and asked, “How can I be positive?  Nothing is going right in my life! I've been badly hurt by people I trusted, and now I want revenge!”

The wise man shook his head and asked, “What would you do to those who have hurt you?”  The traveller replied, “I'd tear them from limb to limb ... I'd ruin their business ... I'd ...,” and with all the pain and sorrow pouring from his heart, he cried, “Can you help me to get revenge?”

“Yes,” said the wise man. “I'll certainly help you, but first you must do two things for me.”  “I will, I will do anything,” said the traveller.  “First,” said the wise man,