My mother had a firm opinion about therapy. It was for the weak-minded. She was a member of “the bootstrap generation.” Instead of talking things through, you pulled yourself up by the bootstraps and moved on. You swallowed your feelings and kept busy. Sufferingin...
When in Doubt, Just Listen Last Tuesday afternoon, my friend Michael and I were finishing a four mile walk. I felt really good but when I was approaching my car, the window on the passenger side had been shattered. It looked like someone had struck it with a hammer....
The following is a true story. It’s my first memory: I was five years old and I dreamt I was in the kitchen of my childhood home when I heard a roar that was so loud and terrifying, I put my hands over my ears. A massive lion was pacing at the other end of the room....
I have a famous bed. It’s a healing bed. All of my friends know about it. From successful motivational speakers to my best friends for decades, they come to me when they’re having a meltdown. I put them in my bed, I pull up the covers and I stroke their heads until...
God hides the fires of hell within Paradise. — Paul Coelho In the early ninties, a man I was dating, I’ll call him Nick, invited me to his private island in Tahiti. His mother was Tahitian and a friend of...
We baby boomers are in a pickle. We love our electronic devices but they cause us major angst because we weren’t born with an iPad in our hands. I call us the “in- betweeners,” late to the party and a little bit slow on the uptake when it comes to technological...
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