Finding Happiness

A few years ago, in 2011, I saw Rita Moreno in her one-woman theatre piece, Rita Moreno: Life without Makeup. She was spectacular – singing, and dancing. She was in her early 80s. Now she is 87 and still performing on the Netflix show, One Day At A Time…

Usually, when anyone writes about the joys of bed, they are thinking of one of two things: the pleasures of a good night’s sleep or, alternatively, of sex. I am a great believer in both…

With the new year already here, there’s no better time to reflect on where you’ve been and where you want to go. Building confidence and setting intentional goals can transform your life, helping you step boldly into new opportunities with clarity and purpose…

The beauty of aging is that we get to take time to reflect on who we are and what we want out of the rest of our life. It can be a time when our lives blossom. Here are some observations from the many conversations I have…

Stoicism, a school of philosophy that emerged in ancient Greece around 300 BCE, has withstood the test of time, serving as a guiding light for those seeking wisdom and tranquility in the face of life’s challenges. Developed by both the Greeks and Romans, Stoicism aimed…

When I was growing up, I was always a little different. Not weird or strange, just not quite fitting in to any particular box. I thought, When I get older, I will know who I truly am. My friends at school varied enormously. I was never in the cool, middle…

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…

When you were growing up, there’s a good chance that your parents told you, “You could be whatever you want when you grow up.” It’s something that most of us hear at some point in our lives. That’s all well and good when you’re a child…

At the age of 61, I find myself peering into my face with a kind of wonder. I know this face and yet it is constantly changing. I trace the lines around my eyes gently and with respect. These eyes have beheld so much beauty and also so much pain…

Do you ever feel fine during the day, but as the shadows start to lengthen and tiredness creeps in, you notice your spirits flagging? And that evening you were looking forward to seems more like a mini-endurance test to cope with before you can go off to bed?