Rejection

There is a resource within us that is wiser than all the self-help books out there. I know because I’ve read them all.

Once in a blue moon in a charmed lifetime, there will come a creative process that flows from start to finish with almost no hitches. We should never expect this to be the norm. If it happens, it is a divine gift to which the only appropriate response is humility. Unfortunately for my humility practice, my first and only published book to date fell into this category. In a ridiculously serendipitous sequence of events, I conceived of the idea, wrote the proposal, secured a b

A few weeks ago, we celebrated my mother’s life in a small circle of family and friends in New Jersey. Afterwards, some of us drove up to Massachusetts to visit my 99-year-old paternal grandmother, the mother we still have. We sat in the living room of her cottage, where she still lives alone, clinging fiercely to her independence and only lightly to the walls as she ambles, otherwise unaided, between rooms. When I tried to help her put on her jacket, she waved me away.