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My writing writes me. Sometimes the words come through while I am awake, eyes wide open. Much of what pours out arrives in the wee hours, while in dreamland. This morning’s missive was one of those. Recently I was speaking with […]

Sitting in my comfy cozy bed on November 1st, 2018, pondering, as I do every day, the state of the world into which I was born 60 years ago. In my childhood, I felt safe and protected by loving parents, […]

In a recent conversation, a metaphor came to me. I am a writer, after all, and symbols pop into my head like a full to bursting, hot on the stove pan of Jiffy Pop. I was speaking with someone about […]

This question zipped through my mind yesterday when in conversation with a young person who often digs heels in despite wanting to move forward in a career that is a passion. We have discussed this many times and what often […]

Lately, the world has been too much with me. As an empath, my compassion for those who are suffering goes deeper than it might otherwise. I can’t turn my head or my heart away and pretend that it doesn’t exist. […]

Awake before the sun peeks over the horizon, to the sound of chirping birds. Eyes open, heart open, body a bit fatigued and rather confused. It thinks it is still five hours later since, for 10 days, where I was […]

Kindred spirits find each other, no matter how far distant they might be geographically. As it turns out, a sister Free Hugger named Vanessa L. White Fernandes lives a few hours across the state of Pennsylvania from me. We cyber met […]

Writing this as I snuggle under the covers, listening to my favorite radio station WXPN from whence comes all sorts of music to tickle my ears and delight my soul. The wind outside my house sounds like a freight train as the  […]

Had an interesting conversation with a young woman sitting next to me at one of my favorite healthy restaurants called Always Cafe.  It is where I go to take a breather from seeing clients in my therapy practice. It feeds […]

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes…the opening words to the epic song Seasons of Love from the musical Rent. Each time I hear the song, I get goosebumps since it reminds me that life is both infinite and impermanent. […]