Inspiration

Poor Judgment’s been slandered, accused and maligned, As if using good sense were a terrible crime. “Don’t judge!” say some people. “Be spiritual instead!” Yet without a bit of judgment, we’d all bump our heads. We’d wander through life like a cart with no wheel, Or smile at a snake while ignoring how we feel…

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.”

Yesterday was an eye-opener for me. I learned something new, and at 72, that’s something. I was reminded of the many small opportunities for connection that exist in everyday life, and how easy they are to overlook. When I’m out and about, I try to smile, give people the benefit of the doubt, and not take things personally…

You know, that elusive light in the twilight that hovers over wetlands in the evening? It moves around and changes color, much as meteors do. Never appearing for more than a moment in one spot, it represents the mystery of life in visible form…

What if the media and medical industry got aging backwards? What if our brains and even our creative abilities did not fade as we age, but actually increase? The latest neuroscience studies have proven that your brain does not lose its ability to create your dream lifestyle as you age. It gets…

Last night, I attended a showcase by one of my current female voice students. I’ll call her HN. She’s 29 and quite talented. I brought along one of my former male voice students, who studied with me fifteen years ago as a preteen…

As women, it has almost become a cliché that we take care of the rest of the world but don’t do a great job taking care of ourselves. We’re so busy looking after everyone else that we often place ourselves at the bottom of the list. Then we sense hunger…

Sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and think, Who on earth is that? It seems as though life has moved on with the exterior me, but forgot to tell my brain and my heart! To be honest, I don’t mind at all. I have lost far too many…

This past week, I facilitated another Sacred Women’s Circle for women over sixty. This is the fifth month in a row that I’ve been doing this most rewarding work. As I always view the month of May as the month of mothers, I thought that discussing mothers, mentors and matriarchs would be appropriate…

Oh life is a puzzle with pieces askew, With socks that go missing (just one of the two).
With glasses misplaced on top of your head,
And thoughts that arrive… then promptly have fled. We laugh at ourselves (or at least we should try), At keys in the fridge or the why of the why…