When I set my intentions for 2020 at the end of last year, cultivating more tranquility was at the center of all of my plans: figuring out how to slow down, pay more attention, and enjoy the gifts of my good and simple life. It goes without saying that this year has been pure chaos,… Continue reading Upside down
Over the past few days, as we've been celebrating love in its varying forms, our hearts have been heavy. Our funny old dog Norma is beginning her inevitable physical decline, and we're contemplating those long-dreaded questions nearly everyone who shares their life with animals will face. And as anyone who knows Norma and the trials… Continue reading Look deeply
I've been trying, with limited success, to include a quarterly reading update here on the blog. In real life, talking with people about what they've read recently is one of my favorite ways of connecting, and I hope that my evolving reading habits over the course of a year - and over the years -… Continue reading The birds and the trees
This Saturday, January 18th, at 10:00 AM at Waterfront Park, I'll be volunteering at the fourth annual Women's March San Diego, a non-partisan, women-led movement unified around eight key principles: civil rights, disability rights, ending violence, environmental justice, immigrant rights, LGBTQIA rights, reproductive rights, and worker's rights. And I'll be there in the spirit of… Continue reading Forward March
I’m a talker. Always have been, and now I do it for a living. I love music, and am an auditory learner. My laugh is always too loud. Noise is life, and vital. But I’m also surprisingly good at being quiet. I read silently in my living room every morning, go on long solo runs […]
Winter solstice arrives Sunday at 4:19 Coordinated Universal Time, which is 8:19 PM tonight, here on my home slice of the planet. At the time of writing, I'm a few hours away from the point at which the Northern Hemisphere will be leaning its furthest away from the sun for the year. The beginning of… Continue reading The longest night
Is there a song, a movie, a painting, a book, or some other piece of art that you can say with total confidence that you will never, ever tire of? Whose every note, word, or brushstroke is familiar, and that makes you feel ... something? In many of my dementia education programs, I encourage the… Continue reading And then I don’t feel so bad
Yesterday a stranger made my whole day, by giving me about five seconds of his. He was standing outside of an office building on First Avenue, engrossed in a phone call when I passed by on my morning run. When I got close enough to make eye contact, he moved his phone away from his… Continue reading “Hey, Happy Thanksgiving.”
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