As the leaves fall, the trees become bare, and a few apples hang stubbornly on my apple tree; ebony crows sit watchful on the fence row. I, too, have hung stubbornly to the tree, resisting change. In the last few evening hours before Daylight Savings…

Hopscotch. We played the game every day after school. We played it on the sidewalks and in the playgrounds outside the eighteen-floor brick building that was our home in Brooklyn, New York. We played as a way to hang out with each other…

By the time you reach 60, you’ve buried people you love. Maybe your best friend from college. Maybe siblings, parents, the person you thought you’d grow old with. And with those losses often comes something harder to name: a deep loneliness, even when you’re surrounded by family…

The key to relieving stress is tuning in to what is happening in your body and what you need in the moment to calm your nervous system. Mindful movement helps make this possible. We’ve heard the expression “put your own oxygen mask on first”…

I have always been very fortunate with health, so I am not complaining at all, but it was a bit of a shock to receive not so positive news. I had travelled all over the world, much of it on my own, and loved it. So when I found that travel, as I knew it, would be difficult, it felt like the beginning of the end…

Have you pondered, dear one, what comes after goodbye? What waits in the wings when it’s your time to fly? If you’re over sixty, or older than that, No doubt you’ve posed questions in many a chat.You’ve been to funerals, more recent this year,And now you wonder, through memories and tears: What’s next for me? […]

I’ve been thinking a lot about anticipation lately. That feeling of looking forward to something just around the corner. A visit with friends, a trip, a change of season, even the first coffee of the morning. Anticipation is what pulls us into the future with curiosity and purpose…

When I was a young girl, still in the single digits of life, I dreamed of walking onto the stage alone to sing for an audience. In my imagination, I grudgingly allowed for there also to be a pianist onstage with me. As a very shy person whose musical vision…

Every morning, I find myself negotiating with the simplest routines. Why is it so hard to do what I know is good for me? Instead, I play a game. I bargain with my electric toothbrush. I bought it years ago after breast surgery, when it was difficult to lift my arms and brush well. It turns out…

Is pain a growing fear as you age? Is it part of your identity once you pass the sixty gate? When I was ten years old, a boy swung a shovel with a rusty corner at a bee. I had just stooped down to the ground to pick something up…