How to become someone/something you want to become.
Twenty years ago I was someone who wanted to wear hats. I loved the way women looked in hats. I loved the styles and whimsy and history of hats. I could imagine how it would be to have a room full of beautiful hats. But alas, I was not the sort of women who could wear hats. Then someone very wise...
Moments that take our breath away
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. —Anonymous Some things in the last week that fit into that category for me: 1. Watching fireworks from a ferry boat on the San Francisco Bay with a huge full moon overhead — and an...
Crabby.
Yesterday I wrote an email to a colleague and I mentioned to her that I was feeling cranky. Or maybe it was grumpy. Or crabby. One of those words that sounds like it could be one of the Seven Dwarfs — the one deliberately kicking Happy in front of him as they march and sing in time. When my...