Nov 11, 2017 | On Mindfulness, On Writing
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,...
Feb 4, 2012 | On Mindfulness
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...
Jan 23, 2012 | On Mindfulness
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...
Jan 10, 2012 | On K-9s, On Mindfulness
Don’t cry for the moon. Even when it shines with the glitter of the New Year, and pierces the cold gloom of winter like the promise of Spring, and begs you to believe that your luck has finally changed for the better. Those are the words that open my novel Wolf...
