With the passing of South African President Nelson Mandela last week I began to think about the word forgiveness and what it means to me. I was surprised not to find Mr. Mandela in Wikipedia’s definition of forgiveness – to forgive the people who incarcerated him, who were responsible for keeping him away from his family and any sort of …
I supplement my regular yoga practice with at least one hot yoga class a week, just to mess with my mind and to get out of my comfort zone. This morning’s class seemed exceptionally hot. I had taken a few weeks off because of vacation, so it was even harder to acclimate to the heat. Our instructor took us through …
I just returned from a week in California after moving to Arizona two months ago. It was a chance to reunite with old friends while retreating at the ocean in Bodega Bay, enjoying the fall colors of the wine country in Napa Valley, and getting together over coffee and lunch in my old neighborhood of the San Francisco East …
I realized the other day that my way of getting into a pool for the first swim of the day mirrored the way I do other things in my life. It takes me FOREVER to get up the nerve to “take the plunge” and I wondered what else I was putting off, drawing out and taking WAY too long to …
As a tribute to my Writing Class and Julaina Kleist-Corwin, our exceptional teacher and mentor, I performed my personal rendition of the old Leonard Cohen song “Hallelujah” today. When I decided to take up writing 18 months ago and discovered this insightful class of accomplished novelists, essayists, poets and yes, even musicians (that’s fellow writer Carl Gamez backing me up), …
