This past weekend I celebrated 365 days—one full year—of getting up every morning and having a “first things first” ritual of morning meditation, journaling, prayer and yoga/*stretch. *There are some days, ( I have fibro) where the stretch part isn’t much more then bending the parts that will bend, but the commitment to movement, and taking “Action” is still part… Read More
All The Lonely People
“All the lonely people, where do they all come from. All the lonely people where do they all belong.” ~Eleanor Rigby, The Beatles The first time I heard the song Eleanor Rigby, I cried. I was a little girl in pigtails, but I could see poor Eleanor in my mind, her tragic life laid out before her, hopelessly alone without… Read More
What Hell Week and Scrooge Can Teach You About Love and Forgiveness
Last night I fired my best friend’s daughter. (We’re still best friends and I adore her daughter.) I also shouted across a crowded room for my prop mistress to hurry up and get over here (rudely) and pissed her off to no end, causing her inquire, (not in a loving tone) about my seemingly relentless anxiety issues. I kicked another… Read More


