Published by admin on October 22, 2016

The Secret of Italy: Buongiorno

    There’s something special about the way people greet each other in Italy. It’s like music. Poetry. Art. Buongiorno. Say it aloud with me. Really elongate the second syllable. Buon-gioooooor-no. Contrast it with hey–or hello, what’s up or good morning. They’re not bad, but they’re not exactly crepes falling from your lips, either. Buongiorno. (Let…

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Published by admin on August 19, 2016

Tough Conversations You Won’t Have with Your Partner

I understand why you don’t want to talk about it. I mean, your relationship is going “fine.” It’s been the best relationship you’ve had in a long time–maybe forever. Why rock the boat? But… if you really get quiet, you can hear the echo of doubt lingering deep in the unexplored caverns of your subconscious:…

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Published by admin on June 12, 2016

I’m a Size 2

  That’s what a woman said to me at Starbucks today. Apparently, my chair was too far out in the aisle. She was trying to squeeze through the space between my chair and the table behind me. Excuse me, she said. Can you scoot in?  I was reading and hadn’t see her. Upon passing, I heard her…

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Published by admin on January 4, 2016

Why Broke Men Shouldn’t Date

  This post is for the guys–the broke guys. (You know who you are.) I confess.  I’ve been guilty, myself. As a “creative” type who grew up believing that society should support ME to support IT, I was never very motivated by money. Give me time. Give me freedom. Those were my mantras. Well, that was…

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Published by admin on December 20, 2015

My Freshly-Sewn Stitches

People cope in different ways. People. We. You and I. We all are copers. Some of us turn into dopers.   We all have our little ways, some of them secret, to cope with hurt and pain when reality does not conform to our wishes and desires. Some of us are better at hiding them…

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Published by admin on December 19, 2015

I was six and all I wanted was a lightsaber

STAR WARS: THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK. I was 6 years old. I remember getting my whole Universe blown to smithereens. I wanted to be Luke Skywalker. Badly. (Yeah, I wasn’t cool enough yet to be Han Solo.) I wanted a lightsaber, and I was willing to give up a finger–but only my pinky–if only I could…

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Published by admin on December 17, 2015

Writing Down the Bones

It’s a title of a book by Natalie Goldberg, actually. Writing Down the Bones. I loved it! It’s exactly what you’d think it would be about. Getting raw. Going where it hurts. Why? Because that’s where the GOLD is! Last night I had an interaction that displeased me greatly. A friend of mine was presenting at our weekly training for my…

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