In conversation I sometimes notice how much I talk, and evidence exists of this verbal tendency. My brother Mike once told me at a meeting, “Shh, you’ll learn more from listening than by talking.” Then there’s the guideline from ancient Greek philosopher Epictetus, which I don’t always follow. “We have two ears and one mouth… Continue Reading
I am happy to be offering this new class at the Falmouth library Tuesdays, 10:30 am-12 noon; 8-week session begins July 17 Life is uncertain. Get up and move—on and off the mat. Mindful Movement is NOT about shapes, being a pretzel, having firm abs or being flexible. We will simply try to find more… Continue Reading
I am really good at starting, mainly things I hope to do better. Knit. Write books. Read French. But soon something happens, something like, “Naah, I-don’wanna.” Then I hand over the yarn to my sister, make book-idea folders, or shelve a half-read L’Etranger. I launch into online courses, too, those that pledge to answer the… Continue Reading
My friend calls, spills out troubles. And then: “I’m a mess.” I say, “Ohhh. Ouch.” I want to band-aid the booboo, apply a soothing salve. After all, in both Enneagram and Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, I’m “helper.” First of seven children, go-to sister, text-anytime friend, wife of 43 years, Baby Boomer mother, here-for-you grandmother, writer of… Continue Reading
I remember sitting at our kitchen table, nine of us, Dad anchored at one end, Mom leaping up to serve.The evening meal was a sacred rite, of family, of structure, of who we were then.Meatloaf and thick mashed potatoes. Thin slivers of raw carrots and celery. Usually one of us exploded with a version of,… Continue Reading
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