You are wise. How do I know that? Well, you can’t do the work I do without realizing at some point that people are filled with ocean-deep understanding, about themselves and about life. Of course, it’s easy to get disconnected from this inner wisdom. We forget and remember it a million times in our lives, … Continue reading
The acorns have been dropping for well over a month. Tink! Clang! Thud! Bing! Donk! They rain down on the tile roof and the wood deck, making all kinds of racket. When you’re in the house and the wind picks up, it’s like a mighty hail storm’s going on out there, complete with gargantuan chunks of ice. (Only they’re … Continue reading
I need a creative ritual. That’s what I’ve been thinking lately, as I get closer and closer to end of my journey. (By the way, I passed my first test!) As much as I need to focus now, I also need to be grounded by a small creative practice. I’ve had to relegate a lot … Continue reading
be like jazz::improvise Although I no longer read the newspaper each day, I do luxuriate in the Sunday San Francisco Chronicle. Especially the “pink” section, the ubiquitous weekly insert that covers arts and entertainment. I can’t even remember a time when there wasn’t a pink section; for all I know it’s been around since I … Continue reading
That’s me in the photo, with my brother Mike. I was about five-years-old, sporting my mom’s sunglasses and my grandmother’s cigarette holder. I remember the day vividly: sunny, summer, goofing around with my brothers at my grandparents’ house. But then things turned. I don’t remember why or what caused it. All I know is I … Continue reading
It seems I’m far beyond the age for playing with dolls. And yet, during the past year or so, I’ve made two dolls, both times in the company of other women. Let me tell you, sitting together in a circle and creating these small dolls has been a treasure, both the process and the outcome. … Continue reading
A few weeks ago I was talking about the simple things I love and appreciate. My brief moments and small loves, I called them. Sometimes, I’ll ask clients to share what they appreciate and what’s good in their lives, particularly when they’re feeling down, drained or defeated. Usually I hear a familiar litany, with small … Continue reading
A warm night. The kitchen window wide open. I’m unloading the dishwasher, second nature. Feet moving along the well-worn path between cupboard and drawer. Hands depositing glasses, forks, bowls in their waiting places. Suddenly, I hear something that stops me in my tracks: the unmistakable sounds of a small group of people gathering. Laughter. Lilting … Continue reading
A few years ago I pulled this quote from a magazine and it’s been hanging near my computer ever since. You’ll notice I pulled a little haphazardly and the L is missing from Laziness. That doesn’t mean that I’m not up for some good old-fashioned (or new-fashioned) summer laziness, though. But there’s more than laziness … Continue reading
What if all the advice out there about needing a clear vision and destination for your life is misguided at best and harmful at worst? I sincerely believe that the people giving this advice are well-intentioned. Still, I cringe a little every time I see a variation of it (and there’s a lot of it out … Continue reading
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