Somewhere along the way, I realized I had spent much of my life listening to everyone except myself. Parents. Teachers. Friends. Husbands. Society. Everyone seemed to have an opinion about how life should be lived and how I should fit in. What surprised me was not that I listened. That was expected. It was that I listened for so long…

Knowing that you’re in a happy state seems like a no-brainer, right? As the song goes, “If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.” While I am not clapping my hands, I have become aware of my happiness. I am happy. That doesn’t mean I am…

Years ago, before the internet settled household arguments in seconds, my then-husband and I had an ongoing disagreement about the lyrics to a song. The song was “Drift Away” by Dobie Gray. I insisted the lyric was, “Give me the beat boys and free my soul.” He insisted it was, “Give me the Beach Boys and free my soul.”

Let me ask you something. When you think about menopause, what words come to mind? Hot flashes. Brain fog. The end of fertility. Decline. Oh – and possibly the mysterious urge to stand in front of the open freezer at 2 a.m. and call it self-care. Now let me ask you something else. What if every single one of those associations was wrong – or at least, wildly incomplete?

Your life is a STORY of transition. You are always leaving one chapter behind while moving on to the next. Some chapters are audacious and breathtaking. Some chapters are full of unspeakable joy and happiness. Others… well… not so much. There are turbulent chapters that leave…

We all have guilty pleasures. But do you want to know which one is my favorite? I love watching House Hunters on HGTV! There’s nothing better to do on a lazy Sunday morning. So, coffee in hand…

Most of the hundreds of decisions we make every day are almost automatic: what to wear, when to go to the grocery store or which route to take. There are always times when we change our mind and discard one outfit for another or agonize about what to make for a special dinner. But mostly, decisions of little real consequence can be made quickly…

As a certified mindfulness meditation teacher, I have taught these practices in different spaces, and one of my favorites was teaching in my community’s park and recreation programs. Interestingly over the years the classes I offered expanded from teaching mindfulness/meditation to facilitating workshops on transitioning to retirement…

If you asked most women over 60 to describe how they feel, somewhere in the answer – underneath the gratitude and the carefully maintained perspective – you would find some version of the word tired. Not sick-tired. Not age-tired. Something harder to name than either of those things. I know this tiredness…

Women of a certain age have already pursued so much – relationships, family, education, careers, caregiving, community. We’ve poured into everyone and everything around us. But eventually the question arrives, sometimes quietly, sometimes like a shout: Now what? If you don’t know what to pursue next, pursue yourself…