Sometimes it’s hard to get away from the present, especially this ever-present “present” of the COVID-19 pandemic, high unemployment, a struggling economy and the brutal federal response to largely peaceful civil rights protests. But I’m determined to get away from...

Keeping up with two inner selves is not as easy as it looks! Think about it. Here I am, sixty, and in constant dialogue with a fourteen-year-old and a nine-year-old. The fortunate part is, they are both me. Provided I get my chronology of life events right, it is...

One of the activities I’ve taken on to preserve my sanity during the pandemic is online, on demand core power yoga.  Dozens of classes with different formats based on skill level and class length are offered for less than $20/month. Two months in I still self-isolate...

This Wednesday, I was going down the rabbit hole. We all have days like that, when the world seems too grim, too colorless, too much. We become inert as we fall, making it all the more difficult to throw our arms and legs wide, brace our feet and hands on the sides of...

On Tuesday this week I reached a milestone: 18 months since Bruce’s passing.   It was a different experience than last year when the loss was so fresh. Looking back at my journal for that day, I recalled so many sensory details, the small events that made up the...

Hi everybody, this is Lily. And I’m 9.   Today we’re staging a revolution. We’re taking over the blog!   Yeah, because the blog entry Susan wrote for today is revolting!!   Good one, 9!   Thanks, Lily. She was doing her downer thing again. Kind of...