Namastay at My Computer

Namastay at My Computer

When after thirty-plus years of child-rearing I found myself with an empty nest, I needed something to do. Something to help me figure out who I was if I wasn’t a mom, first and foremost. Of course, I had other roles to play: agent, author, editor, significant other,...
Breathe through Your Superbowl Stress

Breathe through Your Superbowl Stress

Bad plays. Bad calls. Bad food. Watching the Superbowl can be a nerve-racking ordeal, somewhere between death and impotence on the stress scale—depending upon whether your team is winning or losing. (Here in New England, where Patriots fervor has reached bikram-fever...
Breathing Upside Down

Breathing Upside Down

When my youngest child went off to college last year, I asked myself, “Who am I without kids?” Yoga saved me—by helping me breathe in and out, in and out, in and out, while I explored that question. When I lost my job last month, I asked myself, “Who am I without a...

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