When my dog Shadow was a baby she learned a trick. I usually keep a glass of water on my bedside table at night. She would crawl onto my...

In my 20’s, I signed myself up for a week long silent meditation retreat at a Buddhist center deep in the woods of a tiny New England...

I saw a bumper sticker the other day that said: I’m not bossy, I’m just always right. It made me laugh out loud and it reminded me of...

I shared a very personal story on Instagram last week about finding partnership in my life post divorce. I spent a long time sitting with...

When people find out you’re getting divorced they say things like: “I’m so sorry.” I never knew how to respond to that so I’d default to...

A few weeks before the pandemic settled in to our collective realities, I walked, maskless and ignorantly blissful, into a department...

Last week I listened to a recorded lecture from Caroline Myss. She shared a saying of her father’s: “There’s no such thing as an atheist...

The hydrangea came early this year. I sat on a blanket and pulled weeds from the mulch at their base in my front yard. It’s a meditative...

The opposite of writing is ironing. It’s vacuuming under the couch cushions. It’s scrubbing grout with an old toothbrush. Or wiping down...

The weather was warm like this when I moved to the new house. It was the end of June and New York looked like a coloring book, filled in....

On Friday afternoon there was a terrible accident in front of my house and I was reminded how quickly life can change, one moment to the...

Mother’s Day and Birthdays have always been a little quicksand-y for me. They invite a kind of introspective, wishful thinking that gets...

Growing up, my dad was severely depressed but we didn’t call it that. We called it: “Quiet, Dad has a headache.” We called it: “Dad isn’t...

I lost my body once. Not the way you lose car keys or sunglasses. More like the way we lose touch with old friends. The effort to stay...

Precise language becomes empowered action.

The half chilly, half sunny feeling in the air this morning reminded me of an Easter years ago, when life was bursting with pent up...

The first time I went up the mountain on a ski lift, I panicked. Not because I was up super high above the ground. And not even because I...

I was reading a book about manifestation last week and the author gave a breakdown of her process. One of the steps was: Identify exactly...

“People who give too much are people who fear not being given to.” I heard Esther Perel say this once. It hit me like an arrow striking a...

Our mother wasn’t a yeller. When we were in trouble growing up, she had a look that was worse than screaming. Her eyes narrowed and her...