May 2012

I was asked to do an advice column for a magazine. This is what I wrote. 1. Title: SOMO SO SIMPLE 2. Synopsis: Can you please provide a summary of the column - the overarching theme, your perspective and a summary of what your advice column will be about. (Up to 300 words total) Let’s get real ladies – and start seeing the glass half-full, realizing we have the choice as to what we want to think. How do you think? Do you ever think about how you think? In every moment of every day (and there are 20,000 moments in a...

Here I am, now at 34 – my second mid-decade as an adult and I must say, there’s a tinge of existential crisis similar to what I felt at 25. 30 was easy, 30 was fun. But 24-26 was a time I remember feeling really crazy-in-the-head especially in regards to my professional life. What was I doing as everyone else around me was working their ways up their professional ladders? It’s similar to what I’m feeling now for my personal life. As people (now increasingly so in my world) get married and settle down, why am I still single? THEN I spent a majority...

Saturday was the 21st anniversary of my brother Todd’s untimely death. I wrote about it here a year ago and according to the analytics, it was the most read of all my blog posts. Todd was definitely with me on Saturday. I was staying at my sister’s in the west Village. Went out in the morning for breakfast, which included the ordering of a sweet treat. I saw a piece of coconut cake at Amy’s Bread that caught my eye and I ordered it. But when I got back to Christine’s and opened up the bag, pleasantly to my surprise, they...

It is better to light candles than to curse the darkness. It is better to plant seeds than to accuse the earth. The world needs all of our power and love and energy, and each of us has something that we can give. The trick is to find it and use it, to find it and give it away. So there will always be more. We can be lights for each other, and through each other's illumination we will see the way. Each of us is a seed, a silent promise, and it is always spring. ~Merle Shain...

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