The Perspective of Suffering
Hello dearest one, “That person hurt me! Don’t I have a right to be upset?” That question has come up with every client I’ve worked with in the past 10 years. Whether it is the main problem, or one uncovered on the way to the main problem, it appears. I have asked myself that…
Love Rules
My honey and I just celebrated our first anniversary. It took a full week and involved food that nearly made me cry, oversized martini glasses, and sunset views of Puget Sound. For most of my life I’ve been terrible at romantic relationships. I was the poster child for poor decisions, poor timing and poor…
Redefining Failure
My high school physics teacher was hot. He was young, handsome, brilliant and charming. The girls swooned, the guys admired. I’m not sure he could have gotten away with failing us all otherwise. We were the academic elite. The brainiacs, who were on our way to Ivy Leagues, and distinguished careers in…
Shocks and Resets
Just a few days ago, I went from the surprising heat wave in the Pacific Northwest to the surprising raininess of central New Jersey. It effectively shocked me into summer. I’ve been able to slow down, relish the extra time with my loved ones, and be nourished by all the goodies this season brings. I…
Art (And Life) At Arm’s Length
I’m currently reading (or listening to, more precisely) The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp. I began the book while on a plane (of course), completely exhausted (uh-huh), so I kept nodding off. Falling into neck bending, drool-producing slumber. Not that I don’t adore Twyla Tharp. I do. She’s been my favorite choreographer since I…