National Academy For Moral Development

 - There's a quiet weight that settles within you when faced with a choice that tests the very core of your integrity. It's not always a grand moral dilemma, but sometimes a subtle crossroads where convenience whispers a tempting path away from what you know to be right. That internal compass, the unwavering need to align your actions with your truth, often sets the stage for unforeseen echoes in the unfolding narrative of your day. It was this very quiet wrestling match with my own sense of honesty, sparked by an unexpected mishap at the office – the sudden demise of a new projector due to our own power surge – that would later intertwine with the serendipitous discovery of a lost piece of joy within the familiar walls of home, creating a poignant reflection on the unseen threads that connect our choices with the unexpected turns of life. One fine day the hum of a new projector had filled our workspace with excitement. A recent purchase, it promised enhanced presentations and ...

 - The warmth of human connection, the effortless bonds forged through shared laughter and whispered secrets across garden fences – these were the invisible threads that once wove the fabric of our neighborhoods, the unspoken language of community. As children, we understood this instinctively, the comforting presence of familiar faces just a knock away a silent reassurance in our young lives.  One memory surfaces like a half-forgotten story from the 1990s. As children, wide-eyed with the boundless curiosity of youth, we sat listening to a family friend, an uncle figure who had traveled to distant lands. He spoke of Japan, a land of technological marvel and unique  traditions, but one detail struck me: he said that in Japan, people often didn't know their next-door neighbors, as to who is living next to them. People are so busy etc etc. It felt like an alien concept. Our world, even in its small-town simplicity, was woven with the threads of neighborly connection. Borrowe...