It never occurred to me to think past my wedding day. I didn’t consider how long marriage lasted. At least I couldn’t have because if I had, wouldn’t I have rolled some ideas around in my head, like, does this person have interests similar to mine? Is he affectionate? Does he get up early or …

Many of my clients are women likely to be seen scaling the side of burning buildings in three-inch pumps, throwing the traumatized on their backs and tossing turkey sandwiches on Rye to firefighters as she goes. It’s often a topic of discussion in our sessions how the habits and tools that led to their current achievements, are not …

“I hope I don’t eat one of those,” my aunt said one night at dinner nodding toward a glistening plate of baked potatoes. Currently, I’m hoping I don’t eat the Costco bag of chocolate covered berries my husband hid from me behind a stack of shirts in his closet. But I have a long history with hope that’s less playful, more dangerous …

“The reality is…” This is how our first dog trainer, Elinor, who we paid just shy of one thousand dollars, started every sentence. Whether answering when Enzo will behave well enough to go to a dog park, how to get him to stop jumping or what to feed him, the answer started with “The reality is…” The reality …

I’ve been flirting my whole life. When I was young, I flirted with tall, aloof, disinterested boys who (god-willing) didn’t notice I was flirting at all. For all I know, the flirting existed in my head, but regardless, the image of me testing the waters of my worthiness in another’s eyes resulted in cringing myself …

The Pandemic Puppy we purchased as what we needed to get through COVID and “the last thing I’ll ever ask for Mom, I swear,” has delivered misery in equal measures to joy. Enzo only wants to pee and poo leash-free, on his own property. The designer-priced trainer we engaged (as though the bastard mutt were …

Yesterday I got sucked in. A couple of conversations, a little bit of news and before I knew it, my brain was bogged down in feeling judged, judging others and in a state of overall irritation, otherwise known as stress. With the fear that’s plaguing so many of us lately, I thought it might be …

The other day I was chatting with an old graduate school friend who has been a therapist for the last twenty some years. Despite all her experience, she was seething with a resentment. I was able to coach her out of it, and she suggested I share the story as she found it useful. Without all the deets, here’s what happened. My …

With everything happening in the world right now, I thought it would be helpful to remember what the real crisis is. Disturbing, sometimes even unimaginable things will happen in our lives. However, those are not the emergencies. The real crisis is when our internal state has wandered from peace, calm and serenity into worry, fear, …

I seriously considered ending this blog here. I mean, need I say more? Remember the one rule we learn when we’re little: “If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”? I’ve always wondered why no one told us to apply this to what we say to ourselves. It would be one thing if what …

I picked up the razor in my shower today, white with a pink handle, doubled edged for smoothness maximus. It’s been neglected the poor thing as has been the shampoo and conditioner, the conditioner which has been on its last leg since March but has held on only due to Covid and the scarcity of showering …

We got a pandemic puppy. It wasn’t the first time I impulsively purchased a pet to solve some problem in my life. The last time was to save my first marriage. It made perfect sense: when you have a two-year-old, a full-time job and you’re married to a chronically ill, addict who can’t function, the …

Twice this week I was jolted out of my meditation in the seventieth minute by a puppy bounding through my office door and biting my nose. If you’ve never been seventy minutes into a meditation and had a puppy bound in through your carefully closed office door, and bite you on the nose, imagine this: …

I’ve had to write a few bio’s lately and let me tell you, it’s daunting. The truth of the matter is my crowning achievements…are a little out of the box. Here are two of my all-time greatest successes. Number One: The day my son had no lunch in between his double-header, and I didn’t feel guilty or exasperated. …

Having dug myself out of the funk I mentioned in my last blog, I woke on Monday feeling myself getting pulled back in, because…well, as Alexander and The Terrible Horrible No Good Day says, “Some days are like that.” True confessions: After finishing a big project the night before, I celebrated with a glass of wine. Afterwards, I predictably …