Assumptions Are Scary!


Boo! Here’s my entry for Susanna Hill’s 8th annual Halloweensie contest for children’s writers. The rules: Write a 100-word Halloween story, incorporating the words shiver, cauldron, and howl.   Assumptions Are Scary! Beth hated to hear all the howling next door. Those poor kidnapped animals, scared to the core. When the witch drove away and returned with big bags, the…

Let it Go? Not Quite Yet…


This post originally appeared on inc.com. Here in Maine, the tour buses packed with leaf peepers have left the roadways, and our fall foliage has gone from bright to brown. In mindfulness circles, nature offers a mirror for different seasons of personal development and, like the late-autumn leaves, this one’s all about letting go. Frustrated with a controlling coworker and…

Exposing the Good-Natured Grope: It’s Time to Put the Jest Defense to Rest


It’s an exciting time for women’s voices. Long-silenced stories of sexual violation are rising up out of hiding and into the public discourse. Fear of retaliation has become strength in numbers, as powerful perpetrators like Harvey Weinstein are brought to their knees, along with the system that enabled unchecked assault. The secret shame of so many has become a source…

I’m Here


Dear Evan on Your First Day of 8th Grade, You just disappeared around the corner en route to the bus, and I’m swiping through 14 pictures of your back. After the obligatory first-day photo featuring a stilted smile (no, approval is not required before posting, as first-day-of-anything pics fall under the Mother Override Exemption), and suddenly lanky teenage arms dangling…

Wandering Minds Welcome


When I tell people I’m a mindfulness coach, the conversation generally goes something like this: Them: “I could never do that; my mind wanders too much.” Me: “Perfect! You’re mindful.” Everyone’s mind wanders. And mindfulness is paying acute attention to what’s happening in the present moment. So if you’re aware that your mind is wandering, you’re halfway to a successful…

On Chocolate Mousse and Chapter Two


Did you know that Monday was National Chocolate Mousse Day? Neither did I, until the woman ahead of me in the grocery checkout line explained that’s why she was buying her kids the towering brown mass of mousse with smaller swirly dollops blooming from the top. “I promised my kids I’d bring home chocolate mousse for dessert,” she told the…

The Warrior: Yoga, Divorce, and Coming Home to Me


“Pop” went the seam on my pencil skirt as the elevator carried me up to my first meeting with the divorce lawyer. Battling every butterfly in my tummy, I was determined to power through this divorce like I’d powered through my marriage. I struck a Warrior pose right there in the elevator. Fight mode: On. That’s when I busted the…