An eye on love

I’m ever the observer. It’s disconcerting to some, but it makes me a sharper coach and keeps my writing honest. I’m wondering, though, if underlying it all is a craving to be seen. What prompted this thinking is my reaction to a couple of movies — one old (A...

Way to represent, Rosie

GAME PLAN: I’ve never watched the Kentucky Derby. Never paid much attention to it, really. But it’s a safe bet I’ll be watching this one because I’ll be cheering on jockey Rosie Napravnik. It makes me feel a little predictable, rooting for someone mostly based on...

Ah, utopia

GAME PLAN: I’ve got it all figured out. Don’t you? My bank account is overflowing. My body is never creaky. Not a speck of dust in my home. I floss daily. And oh, the sex. My happiness arches like a rainbow over my perfect, polished life. Take your problems walking....

Acceptance and body issues

“I want my body back.” I’ve heard myself say this a number of times in the last few months. Sometimes in anguished frustration under my breath. Sometimes while sharing with family and friends. Sometimes in wonderment. Sometimes in prayer.  The statement can mean so...

Traveling to a Place of Expansiveness

GAME PLAN: There are books I read and there are books I devour. And sometimes I am so called to read a certain something that I break my steadfast rule of not finishing the book I’ve already started to dive in to the new one. Enter Learning to Breathe by...