That hot heaping tub of greasy over-salted popcorn is sensory manna from heaven – never mind that its factory color and flavor resemble nothing in nature. You smell it as you walk into the cinema. You hear it as you buy your ticket. You see it carried past as...
I may be about over the whole Be In The Moment routine. You know the drill – the sheer beauty of the miracle pulsating around you fills you with wonder and peace and contentment and awe. When I’m mindful, I notice that my feet stick to the kitchen floor...
I need so much help. For years, I refused to believe that. I considered myself a complete and tidy package – the warts, the beauty marks, the gifts and the glaring lacks all tied up together in an inviolate Naval Academy knot. How can I be expected to do...
I’m trying my damnedest to think peaceful thoughts and find the zen of healing, reclining there at the community acupuncture place. I’m needled by the lack of privacy and by the sharp pricks of disapproval I feel for my fellow patients, who answer the practitioner’s hushed quiet queries in...
“I watched you walk across the room,” he says. My heart thrills a little. “You’ve got a real spring in your step,” he says. My heart thrills a little more. I like this man and find him attractive, in that rueful “would that I were 20 years younger” sort...