gratitude

Gratitude is sense of thankfulness and joy in response to receiving a gift whether the gift be a tangible benefit from a specific other, a moment of peaceful bliss evoked by natural beauty, or a general awareness that there are good things and good people in our world.  Gratitude is something you feel not just something you think.Research shows gratitude has many profound effects on our mental and physical health. So, this week especially as we come in fellowship to celebrate thanksgiving, be mindful of taking a pause to notice and savor all of the good things in your life. Focus your attention...

I am so in awe. Awe ô/ noun 1. 
a feeling of reverential respect We just completed the first cohort of CAPP in Philadelphia. Wow, what an amazing bunch of extra-ordinary hu/man be~ings. Really. Wow. I always knew they were special. In fact, when we started the class in March, an intuitive told me that many of us traveled together in former lives. For some of you, this sounds funny. For us, though, it resonates. Just imagine the good travel buddies (I hope) you have in this life (you know, the ones you have that make “vacation” easy breezy and funnnn) and multiply that...

[caption id="attachment_1192" align="alignleft" width="150"] Me and my twin sister, Christine at age 3. Monkey heads![/caption] I've been looking through old photos lately -- pictures of Little Louis, a little monkey whose head was always slightly larger than his body -- until his body became larger than anything else. I was a fat kid. (That's largely my story.) I remember being age9 and not fitting in the GAP jeans mom wanted to buy me. I was devastated. We had to go to the "special store." Not long thereafter, I went to Weight Watcher meetings with my Aunt Mary Ann at the VFW in...

My sister sent this to me . . . Hm. ”Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think...

Phew. Wow. What a challenge the past month and a half has been. Have lived the teeter of a downward spiral that left me fast asleep to some of the awarenesses of my higher self. Totally in a pity party and helpless to some extent. Alone. Depressed even. [See past few--and sporadic posts on here for confirmation.] But I'm back. With a smile. In flow. On my game. And boy, does it feel good. As challenging as some of it was, though, I can see some value of "going there" - reminded me that 'thinking your way out' is not always the...

I'm feeling a whole slew of "threat" response surfacing lately -- fear, anxiety, scarcity. Even with all of this knowledge of positive psychology (that thoughts lead to feelings), I still find myself caught in this whirlwind of frustration. What are the beliefs underscoring (or overwhelming!) my feeling this way? Spending a week as a seminar participants in Jack Canfield's Breakthrough to Success program has been way eye-opening for me. I know I am not showing up to play full out. I feel myself on the fringes and I don't like it here. Why is it happening? There are many variables: I didn't necessarily...

“Boy, it went fast,” seems to be the sentiment of summer’s end. But is it really over? According to the calendar, we have 20 more days so my vote is strongly in favor of not seeing it as over, just soon to be in transition. So what should we do? Savor now! [Imagine Mr. Costanza’s Seinfeld voice inserted here.] [caption id="attachment_319" align="alignright" width="224" caption="A view from Block Island, RI"][/caption] I am having (notice present tense) an excellent summer. Spent most of August away from home on a beach tour that started (and will end this weekend) in the Hamptons, included a stay...

[caption id="attachment_303" align="alignleft" width="190" caption="circa 1980"][/caption] Picture it: 1978, Pascack Valley Hospital, Westwood, NJ - I was born an unexpected twin, breech, the youngest of four children. “Doctor you have another baby in there,” the nurse said as she was cleaning up after Christine was born. “WHAT?!??! my parents screamed.” I grew up in the suburbs of NYC (not far from the Housewives of NJ), overweight and pseudo-overachieving. I lost my brother Todd to suicide when I was 12. He was 19. Awful, tragic, sad. But I remember where I was standing that day of his death, at the edge of our driveway,...

[caption id="attachment_283" align="alignleft" width="225" caption="Rocco always has to sniff for just the right spot."][/caption] It’s all about animal instinct. My one-year old dog, Rocco, has been reminding me of this lately. When I hear him bark at a foreign noise in the stairwell – or when he has to pee atop another dog’s urine, as if to signify, “I am here, I am best.” It reminds me of bullies, those who piss on other people. Bullies are animals. Animals are not always bullies (Rocco is sweet, just like his dad). Bullies exist not just on the playgrounds, but in the workplace too....

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