I said out loud that I needed a sign about the novel, then forgot about it. Hours later, a license plate at a stoplight read LRN2FLY.

My family finds over a thousand shark teeth in a single beach week. Here's when we look, where we look, and the pilot's trick that made me better at it.

Have you ever watched a movie that follows multiple characters over a period of time as they unknowingly weave in and out of each others lives? Then fate...

In my last post, I promised ideas to help you flow with life versus forcing it. If you’ve been trying to force life to...

Continued from Life Force:

There must be an easier way.

Those words sifted through my mind five years ago as I...

I’ve penned Lessons from the Cockpit for over four years and in all those posts I don’t believe I’ve written one as important as this. If I’ve cultivated any major life philosophy over the years, this is it…

For those of you who still listen to the radio, perhaps you have a favorite station you tune in to on the way to work every day. What if a runaway truck demolished your…

I’ve always loved the quote, “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience; we are spiritual beings having a human experience.” It gets misattributed to…

Inspirational speaker and award-winning author Janae Bower co-hosts a blog currently featuring an A-to-Z series on spirituality. This week's letter is "C"—as in Christopher—and Janae has…

Four wild horses and a colt stood in our camp at two in the morning, calm eyes asking why we’d taken their spot. Once again, the universe swept through me.

I have something to share with you. It’s going to sound strange, but here goes: for a couple of years now, I’ve been getting messages from the universe…

The first time I wrote about everyday magic, and the Topsail Island afternoon that proved I'd been asking the universe for too little.

Sometimes help not only comes when you least expect it, it also arrives in the most unlikely of forms. At least that was my experience three weeks ago when…

I was a father of young boys, halfway through flight training, and ready to quit. So I asked for a sign. What came back was a rake handle to the face.

If you ask a pilot how he navigates, how he knows which direction to fly, the acronym GPS will probably appear somewhere in the answer. After all, there are no signs in the sky…