Practice makes a practice

It seems my Monday night Buddhist meditation classes have spawned a daily — well, almost daily — meditation practice in my life. Before class tonight my teacher, Kelsang Tsoglam, laughed when I shared my recent revelation that cultivating a practice...

Sweat zone

Hats off to Van Halen for guiding me through an intense, sweaty workout today. It’s a beautiful thing when body and music are in sync. Standing on top of the world …

Shopping and song

What a fabulous day. Maybe it was the fortune cookie from two days ago telling me to go shopping, but this morning my feet took me to Union Square in Manhattan for a whole lot of shopping. Freakin’ phenomenal shoes. A nice little summer dress. The madness. The...

The gospel beneath the glitz

Today’s “Game Plan” column on FOXBusiness.com came from my utter frustration at the responses I was hearing to the Sex and the City movie. I saw depth that seems to have eluded many viewers. As a fellow writer, I must tip my hat to Michael Patrick...

Cosmic permission

Two glasses of wine with a smart, insightful friend. Empty stomach. Raving mad hunger. Chicken Chow Fun. This out-of-leftfield fortune: Good clothes open many doors. Go shopping. Seriously? OK then.