I find pure joy when I’m about to embark on an exciting bucket list adventure that scares the daylights out of me – travelling to a foreign country for one month. Alone. Not knowing the language…

Monkey Brain. I don’t know where I first heard that phrase, but I envision a half dozen monkeys jumping up and down, swinging from tree to tree and chattering and screaming at each other…

Do you look forward to the new day? Is there something that propels you out of a warm, cozy bed to dance into the day ahead? Many years ago, I was on automatic pilot…

Like many women in their 60s, I often hear myself saying that my life would be happier and so much better if only I had more money, a more understanding partner, a new house, more time for myself, a new house, different friends…

I am not one for saying, “I wish I would have…” The decisions that I made through the years, good and bad, made me the person I am today and, in general, I am pretty satisfied with that person. Oh, there are certainly things that I wonder…

This beautiful Danish concept has become quite commercialized, so that as soon as we hear the word hygge (pronounced hooguh), our mind jumps to bulky sweaters, crackling fires and hot chocolate (or mulled wine)…

“I’ve noticed the more reactive I feel, the more miserable I am. Social media is just jet fuel for reactivity.” – Tim Ferriss (author of The 4-Hour Workweek and Tools of Titans) Read More

I NEVER cry. Honestly. I was one of those people who just did not shed tears. I felt sad many, many times over my 68 years. I might get a lump in my throat during a sad movie or stressful time but no eye leakage. Some tears dropped when I initially learned of the death of someone close but to actually sit and weep? No, it just did not happen…

I have not gone on a “date” since 1971. Ok, I was married from 1972- 2012, but I have lived alone since 2010.  Read More