Nine years ago last night, I was in my father’s hospital room with my mother, my sister and brother waiting for my dad to die. We’d been with him all day in the hospital and I’d gone home to get some sleep, but almost as...
Last week, at the end of a yoga class, the teacher announced that one of the class members was expecting a new grand-baby that day. She asked us to join her in an Om to welcome the new addition to the world. As the class...
Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about perspective.
In the olden days, as I like to refer to them, I think I had a hard time discerning what was worth making a big deal about and what wasn’t. I was easily upset and stressed by little things and was quick to overreact.