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Tomorrow I’ll celebrate yet another trip around the sun with the gratitude for my many blessings that has become the hallmark of my new life. In previous years, I’ve also used the milestone as an opportunity to reflect on the previous year, with an emphasis on all of the improvements I’ve made or the things I’ve accomplished. And, because I was rebuilding this phoenix from the ashes, I believe that approach served to encourage me and validate my hard work. Then. This year I f

A week in which I sought out softness (in community, in self-love and care, in the arts) to counterbalance the brutal realities that surround us. A week in which I realized the need to pace myself; I do believe that good will ultimately prevail, but that it may take a while.     Ways I Found Joy This Week Relaxing and unknotting with a deep tissue massage Meeting at a local museum to introduce the CWP to my 7 th grade bestie (an amazing artist) so we could check out and di

A week in which going with the flow led to impromptu adventures and so much contentment. Ways I Found Joy This Week Hosting girls’ movie night Refreshing my “fairy hair” Dispelling my anxiety and anger about current events with action by writing postcards for democracy Whiling away a Sunday afternoon at a leisurely brunch under the trees with old friends Walking Juno Beach and collecting shells on a windy, overcast day Making a spontaneous expedition to the Breakers and getti

I used to run from silence as if my life depended on escaping it. And in a way, it did. Never having a moment of quiet or stillness is what allowed me to live a life that now makes me cringe; a life where I appeared to be fine but was slowly dying inside. This fear of silence perfectly complemented the ingrained sense of unworthiness that drove me to be constantly busy and striving for further achievement. From the moment my feet hit the floor in the morning until I fell into

This week I’m thrilled to announce that, over the weekend, I finished the final edit of the manuscript for my forthcoming book Rising:...

“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.” Toni Morrison The past ten years have whizzed by, jam-packed with more...

I’ve never been (and suspect I never will be) commended for having the patience of a saint. In fact, I generally uphold both the Aries...

It seems that remaining steadfast in my resolve to find joy and purpose as democracy continues to dissolve is becoming an almost...

A big part of my daily life of late has been making an effort to stave off the negative effects of aging. Ironically, this is one...

Sleepwalking through most of my life in survival mode, I felt absolutely no connection to or curiosity about religious or spiritual...

You’d think someone who reads as incessantly as I always have would have figured out that the mind-body connection is a real thing much...

When I bought my ideal Caribbean cottage seven years ago, it was an extremely busy time. In addition to moving, I was still dealing with...

As I was falling in love with the process  of writing, I dropped down a bit of a rabbit hole pondering the concepts of story and...

Having lived almost exclusively in my head from a very early age, until recently I was wholly unaware that everybody didn’t live the same...

I’m surely dating myself, but this question, asked with varying degrees of frequency and vitriol, was not uncommon when I was a child. It...

Those of you who are aware of my historical relationship with the holidays  may be surprised to learn that, despite a year filled with...

[Those who know me well will not be surprised to hear that my mind immediately went to “moron self-forgiveness”, which made me laugh out...

Fresh from our Thanksgiving viewing of Wicked , the CWP  and I were enjoying a sort of suspended animation. We’d known since September...

This year has been the mother of all time warps. A mashup of Groundhog Day and Back to the Future. Each of the days spent visiting my mother in rehab or languishing on the couch with a fractured spine lasted at least a week. And yet wasn’t it just yesterday that a shiny new year was starting? A year that held so much promise? Not gonna lie. For me, this year has been one of the most difficult in a while and I’ll be happy to get some distance from it. We’re already back to the

In my previous life, I was the embodiment of the people-pleasing, overachieving, good girl. I obeyed, I conformed, and I sacrificed any...