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Last week I watched my fifteen-year-old grandson belt out the old Beatle’s tune “Come Together”, a peace song originally written to support the presidential campaign of Timothy Leary against Ronald Reagan. I doubt this modern teen knew the song’s...

Loads of Latkes. Hordes of Holly. Oodles of cookies. The holidays, whichever you celebrate- or don’t- are upon us. I talk with people who are so busy that they barely have time for a conversation. I pass people in...

Happy New Year! Another New year! It seems that the older we get, the faster the years go by. I remember thinking during graduate school in the 1970’s that the George Orwell dystopia book “1984” was both dooming- and...

Another opportunity to change! How is it that with the new year we imagine all the ways we will be different NEXT year? We could make that decision to change on March 1 or May 15. The possibility is...

Not too long ago I wrote about one of the challenges of getting older: Who am I now that I don’t have a business card? I described the loss inherent in giving up a life -long career and talked...

My husband has the flu. Every night I watched the news and learned about those people in those other states who were running to those big white tents filled with doctors and nurses to be checked out for the...

It’s the little things that count. So often we focus on the hard things going on in or lives, the tough things, and we forget about the good. My husband is a great one for seeing the positive side,...

My friend told me that she recently had a death dinner! A Death Dinner! Her idea was to invite friends over to talk about how they want to die. The amazing thing is that she had eight friends willing...

What is it that I really need? After spending many hours in reflection, reading, talking, meditating and who knows what all else, I am finally able to perchance solve this puzzle. My needs are sometimes hard to identify– at...

Who is that little girl? We all have one inside of us. Sometimes I’m more aware of her than at others. Sometimes I wish I knew her better than I do. All the same, I do know she is...