Perspective

ALWAYS HALF FULL!

Let me tell you a story. A true story. On Tuesday morning, I met my friend, the fabulous author Melissa Crandall, for one of what we’ve come to call our “Sanity Sessions” — basically, our makeshift version of therapy for the price of coffee (or tea, in Melissa’s case). We spend two hours spilling ourContinue reading “ALWAYS HALF FULL!”

A Writer’s Enema

I bought a new set of pens yesterday. It’s a set of three, each with a distinct message embossed on it: Write. Create Edit. This little splurge — my wife will tell you I am prone to these — cost $7.99. I’m not sure if the act of buying the pens was to commemorate thisContinue reading “A Writer’s Enema”

A Prescription for Possibility

I had a short conversation the other day that has stuck with me — not because it was particularly meaningful but because … well, you’ll see. I was at the pharmacy picking up medication for my mother. To further set the scene, it was early morning, pre-coffee. (I’m foreshadowing a false sense of doom here.Continue reading “A Prescription for Possibility”

The Joy-Seekers

Just call us the Joy-Seekers. On January 1, my mother and I began keeping a collaborative joy journal — The Book of Joy Journal: A 365-Day Companion by the Dalai Lama and Archbishop Desmond Tutu (with Douglas Abrams). Mom was resistant at first. Rolling of eyes. Exasperated sighs. That look that seems to convey oneContinue reading “The Joy-Seekers”

If I had to define my life philosophy in one word, it would be this: Perspective. How would we know joy from sorrow, light from dark, or pleasure from pain without having experienced both ends of the spectrum? Sure, we might be able to conceptualize one without the other but the ability to truly understandContinue reading “Perspective”