Chattering Mind
December 2006 Archives

I don’t mean to sound gloomy, but these days after Christmas often make me think of death. They always have. But I’ve been more aware of life’s fleeting, poignant character in recent years. My mother died four years ago on …Read More

You know, this Chattering Mind blog is currently attracting some 25,000 unique visitors a month. And usually, you readers are a relatively quiet bunch. But inspiring chatter was indeed released by my three-part series on the clutter we keep in …Read More

I once wrote an essay called “Why Women Smile” for the women’s magazine Lear’s. More than fifteen years later, I’m still receiving checks from academic presses planning to re-run the article because, apparently, it “teaches well” in first-year college writing …Read More

“Who is the audience for this thing?” my 91-year-old father asked, clearly perplexed. I had my laptop out, and I was kneeling beside him, scrolling through my weblog, stopping at items I’d written that he might like. He awkwardly leaned …Read More

The time has come to face the facts. I cannot live with my purse any longer, in its current chaotic state. Only the powers of the Asian art of Feng Shui alignment can help. If your handbag is insanely disorganized …Read More

I like the old-fashioned idea of hanging a framed prayer or poem near a home’s entrance to bless the house, so I was happy to find this hand-written blessing that’s probably sixty years old at a Brooklyn flea market recently. …Read More

“Take off from here. And don’t be so earnest,let others wear the sackcloth and the ashes.Let go, let fly, forget.You’ve listened long enough. Now strike your note.” From “Station Island,” by Seamus Heaney

This morning, as I entered our house after shopping, I heard our old chiming clock mark the hour. I noticed then that it was running slow, so I put down my bags and wound it with the clock key I …Read More

Ever wonder why the miso made from store-bought miso paste isn’t as good as the miso you’re served in Japanese restaurants? Not long ago, I asked the man behind the counter of our local sushi carryout about this, and he …Read More

The other afternoon, I was walking in Manhattan and the large handbag I carry everywhere suddenly felt incredibly heavy. Oh God, what was in there anyway? I’d been out all day. So I opened my bag and peered in. Aooohhh… …Read More