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Saying No: An Act of Self-Care and Self-Respect and It Doesn’t Have to Be Hard.

  Imagine a stream of water. Its source begins at the top of a mountain. Down it travels toward the sea; its water supply renewed by rain and melted snow. The stream winds through villages and towns and soon it takes the form of a strong, plentiful river. The people who live along its banks use the water to grow their crops and sustain themselves. They’re grateful, but soon, they begin to take the river and its abundance for granted. They’ve come to believe that the river will be there forever, filled with cool, clean water for them to use and support their lives. Then, things ...
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You Got Rhythm

  The surprisingly positive changes that come from listening to your personal rhythm My mother loved to dance. She taught me how to listen and feel the rhythm of the music. "You can't dance if you don't have rhythm," she used to say. She taught me the waltz and the tango, and some folk dances. The Flamenco from Spain, the Kalinka and the Cossack from Russia, the Tarantella from Italy, and of course a number of Greek regional dances.  Music and dancing were a big part of my childhood and the main form of entertainment during family gatherings, national holidays, seasonal celebrations, a...
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Off To College Already? How’s That Possible?

Parenting is a two-way street. It's not only my girls I'm parenting. I have some learning and growing up to do too. Five airports, three hotels, thousands of miles, two car rentals, five college tours later, we got back home at 1am on Saturday morning. I was tired and sleepwalked through the day. Neal and I went to N.Haven to return the rental car and took the opportunity to go and sit at our favorite Mexican restaurant. Yes, there were margueritas involved. We needed this down time but, of course, we still got to talking about . . . well, the girls and colleges. The thing about ha...
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In Between . . .

    Yesterday was a beautiful summer day; the kind of day that makes me wish that summer was everlasting. A far cry from the terrible, hot, humid, no good, record-hot days we've had so far. The sky was a brilliant, clear blue, the temperature was in the mid-eighties. It was a beautiful, lazy, summer day; the kind of day that makes you wish you were laying on a hammock, under the pine trees by the stream, listening to the buzzards, and gently drifting away. Yet, as I look towards the deck, I see leaves falling. There is already a thin layer of them covering it. The maples th...
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Spring Forward

On Wednesday, March 20 at 7:09 am EST, Spring, the season of pushing through and birthing what's new in our lives, made her entrance! It's difficult to tell where I live. There is still snow on the ground although it's melting fast. The weather report is warning us of yet another snow storm coming on Monday. It works like this, as one season gives way to the next; dancing the tango . . . two steps forward, one step backwards, and so we go round the seasons. Saturday morning, I made my usual rounds to the recycling center, post office, dropping the girls to their various activities and...
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Imagine that!

  Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting- over and over announcing your place in the family of things.”~ Mary Oliver "Wild Geese" Imagine knowing, at any given moment, who you are and how you want to express yourself in this world. Imagine being aware of how you feel in any given situation and what you truly want. What a gift that would be! Imagine being clear and grounded within yourself and sharing that quiet strength with the world. Imagine having a sense of belonging, r...
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Winds of change – On pillows and such

She must have been in her late seventies. I noticed her as I walked by, looking for a new pillow for a wicker chair I have in my office. She was being helped by a young woman and they were discussing pillows. She was trying to choose new ones for her couch. I soon found what I wanted and headed to another part of the store, then to the register to check out. The older woman was already there, completing her purchase of two pillows. As she was getting ready to leave, she turned to me and the young woman at the register and said . . . "I needed some color - a change. I've lived with th...
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What does chocolate have to do with it?

Here I am . . . at my favorite cafe and writing spot; a cup of hot coffee and a morning glory muffin next to me. It's raining pretty heavily, puddles of water already forming on the sidewalk. There's the steady hum of the fans above, the chatter of a handful of people ordering coffee and joking with the owner, light jazz coming through the speakers. On my way here, I drove by the post office to mail a letter and decided to circle back by the Middle School, on my way to Washington. The school is in session and the streets were quiet. I drove by slowly, looking at the school when, suddenl...
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Beyond the obvious

On the fourth day, after Irene struck, we got our power back. It was a moment of celebration and relief mixed in with survivor's guilt. We finally had access to the news and were able to see the images of devastation Irene had inflicted. I couldn't get them out of my head. As the surge of excitement subsided, I realized how tired I was. Yet, things had to be taken care of. The refrigerator, for once, needed to be purged and scrubbed. The floors needed to be vacuumed and the laundry sorted. I made a pot of Earl Grey tea and sat on my favorite chair on the deck to enjoy it. A hot cup of tea! ...
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You Can Say No to Self-Blame

The other day, I had a first hand experience of how self-blame is a choice we can live without. I'm pretty sure that, the "multi-taskers" among you, will understand what I mean. Here it goes. The Middle School spring concert day was upon us and the girls were going to perform for last time as middle schoolers. Having been there before, I anticipated a certain level of stress for that afternoon. Regardless, I allowed myself to get distracted throughout the day.  As a result, I found myself scrambling to get things done while trying to be, emotionally and physically, available to the...
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