Perspectives
Chronometry Redux
The new year was gliding along, mostly smooth with a hint of ripples. And then a tsunami blew in as a reminder that we are not in control.
Read MoreA Study in Contrasts
I have often sat and wondered how much of our humanity we will lose in order to live/survive within our rapidly advancing technological world.
Read MoreTick Tock
Time had little meaning; only the essence of the moment seemed important. But all wonderful things come to an end, or they would lose much of their loveliness—it’s the contrast that is delicious.
Read MoreDöstädning, the gentle art of Swedish Death Cleaning
Döstädning is the “gentle art of Swedish death cleaning” as defined by Margareta Magnussen in her book titled the same.
Read MoreFearless
The next time you feel a strong aversion, or a gut punch at the thought of dealing with something, check in with fear. Give it a precise definition and slide it into the background.
Read MoreMake Friends With Your Monkey
All of us have one. Some are more active than others. When you think of a monkey what comes to mind is a chattering and noisy little creature that can’t stay still or be quiet (unless it’s sleeping. Maybe). Think about the last time you fretted about something.
Read MoreResistance
Resistance is the way we react when we don’t want to embrace the present moment. We want things to be different. Period. So we feel that anger, or jealousy, or impatience. We don’t accept that things are what they are.
Read MoreA New Purpose for a New Year
I fell madly in love on Christmas Eve. Here’s what happened.
My husband and son walked into the house carrying a huge grass basket, singing we wish you a Merry Christmas at the top of their lungs. Inside the basket? Two eight-week-old Jack Russell Terrier puppies.
Downton Abbey Redux
I believed the beauty, orderliness, and stateliness of the great house would offer a balm for my current sense of things falling apart, of immense changes not only in my life but in the world. However, I was mistaken.
Read MoreAfter the Storm
Ironically, the morning after Ian left Florida to move on to South Carolina was astounding. After two days of angry wind gusts and a steady downpour, we were rewarded with a cerulean sky and a few wisps of white clouds along with temperatures that herald in the wonderful Florida autumn.
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