Tuesday’s Tidbits

+ I recently mentioned The Five Minute Journal, as a wonderful tool to get started in journaling. There are two questions to answer every day that really make me pause and ponder. The first question is “What would make today great?” This question really brings up “stuff”. Like you find yourself asking, “What’s too much to ask for? Is that just total fantasy? Is that a selfish desire?” or sometimes my line of thinking goes to, “Am I asking for enough from myself and my life? Am I settling?” Sometimes I get really stumped on this question (especially on a “normal” day when there isn’t much planned except the usual routine) and I take this as a good sign. I already live a “great” life. Sometimes what makes a great day is just the peace and comfort of going about my every day experience. And only I can get in the way of “great”, by adding unnecessary worry and rumination. The other question that you are asked to answer every day in this particular journal, is to be answered at the end of the day. The question is, “What did I learn today?” At this middle stage of life, sometimes we get trapped into believing that we already know everything there is to know. “What did I learn today?” is one of those humbling, bring yourself back down to Earth/touch grass questions that tells you, if you can’t answer it, that maybe what you learned, is that adding more self-awareness and curiosity and open-mindedness in your life, may lead to a much fuller experience of living.

+ I’ve recently gotten hooked on listening to the “A Little Bit Culty” podcast as I go about my everyday chores. The founders of the podcast are a married couple who are survivors of the NXVIM cult. They interview survivors of other cults in each episode, in order to help others recognize that they themselves may currently be in a cult, or to help inform people so they do not become susceptible to joining a cult. This is one of those shows/programs that is so easy to go, “What?! How could you ever believe that ridiculousness, or think that this is normal thinking?” But if we are honest with ourselves, many of us probably carry around some beliefs about a variety of topics, that if we truly, openly, and candidly explored these beliefs, we might realize that these beliefs no longer serve us, nor are they in alignment with our deepest core values (this also happens in society – look how much has evolved in civil rights and women’s rights, just in our own lifetimes.) People are most susceptible to join cults when they are young children (they do not have a choice, they are fully dependent on others for their survival), and also in times of big life transitions such as adolescence into adulthood or entering into empty nest. (like so many of us are doing). People often join cults because they are in one of those fearful, existentially lonely times of searching, and they want to believe that someone else has all of the answers. So they give their power away. My biggest takeaway from these cult survivors is to never give your power of reason away, to anybody or anything. Question everything that you do and you think and really ask yourself if that is your own true belief, or is that what has been programmed or conditioned into you, by someone else. You really do have all of the answers inside of yourself. Resonation/intuition is quiet, deep, wise, persistent and knowing. Make listening to yourself, your highest priority before listening to anyone else. Another takeaway I’ve gotten from the show, is that so many of the survivors left their culty experiences without any sense of self. Their whole identity had been stripped away by someone else’s belief systems. Their experiences are a reminder to compassionately give yourself regular time away from your duties, roles, social circles, social media, entertainment choices, etc. in life, to check in with yourself. “What do I like to do? What resonates with me? What feels purposeful and meaningful in my life? What, when doing it, makes me feel fully “in the flow” of creating my own original life? What feels out of alignment in my life? What no longer serves?” One time a very wise person suggested that a good question to constantly ask yourself is not if an experience is “normal”, but is this experience “healthy” for me? Healthy is a much better long-term arbiter of choices in life, than what is considered to be “normal.” I am sure that we could all make long lists right now of what has been, and also what is currently happening, which while considered to be currently “normal” in society, is in no way, actually “healthy.”

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

And a Luna Moth

I started writing this blog in the summer of 2018. It marked the beginning of my “letting go.” I call our eldest son “the alpha”, and our daughter, “the omega.” They are the eldest and the youngest, of our four children. In 2018, our alpha started his first career job, after graduating from college. And just the other day, our omega accepted a wonderful job offer, after experiencing a successful, engaging internship over the summer. This coming summer, after she graduates from her university in May, our daughter has a job all lined up to officially start her fully independent adult life. The ending of my “letting go” is now fully upon me, as I now more clearly see the growing glimmers of my own fully independent life (a life without any dependents) gathering quickly, right around the corner.

Today, as I slowly awoke out of the kind of deep sleep that only a three-day weekend seems to truly afford, I sauntered out on to our back porch and there, quietly resting on one of our stools was a beautiful Luna moth. Luna moths aren’t actually rare. There are many of them, but they don’t live long. They only stay alive to procreate (only about 7-10 days – they don’t even have mouths to eat) and they usually prefer being out and about at night. I took this Luna moth sighting as a sign. The internet suggests that Luna moths represent rebirth, transformations and new beginnings.

As I have aged, I have learned that change is the only constant but I have also learned that very few changes are sudden. Most change is gradual, subtle, and sometimes not even recognized until it has already happened. I have spent the last seven years of my life, changing and evolving and growing and stumbling and soaring. I have spent the last seven years of my life metamorphosizing away from my major adult role as a career mother, to this new, less encumbered form of myself, who is still working her way out of the fragile cocoon of change and discovery and acceptance.

The Luna moth is still on her perch as I write this. She is taking her time, to let her wings dry before she flies on to her next anointed role, into the winds of her beautiful, transforming, fleeting life. Like nature does best, the Luna moth surrenders in total trust, to the higher forces of Life. She understands that there really isn’t a true beginning and a true end to anything, because each ending always signals a new beginning. The truth is, the alpha and the omega are actually on the exact same spot, on the one big, beautiful, magnificent, comforting circle of Life.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

New Exhibits

I’ve been enjoying some good summer reading while my husband is engrossed in the passion of, and his personal passion for the Tour de France. And from my readings and perusings, I have some new exhibits to add to this Thought Museum which I fondly call “Ash” – Adulting – Second Half. Here is some food for thought to chew on today:

+ What strikes the oyster, does not damage the pearl. – Rumi

I take this to mean that your body can be destroyed by outside forces, and even your mind can be destroyed by outside forces if you let it, but your spirit is timeless and it is always in a state of peaceful observance and it is protected always. Your spirit is your pearl.

+ Don’t yuck on another person’s yums.

We are all allowed to decide what we think is yucky and what we think is yummy. The world is a wonderful, interesting, diverse, “feast for the eyes”, because we all have different yuckies and yummies.

+ The need to convince others represents the need to convince yourself. – Alan Cohen

This is so vitally true, isn’t it? The things that I am absolutely sure about, I would never even think to ask anyone’s opinion about.

+ Life will not postpone our death, so let us not postpone our life.

No explanation needed. Viva!

+ If someone could see your actions and not hear your words, what would they say your priorities are?

This is such an excellent question because it separates you from yourself a little bit, and also from your expectations of yourself, and from your own self-image and your own private “shoulds.” My kids have heard the mantra from me a million times in their growing up years: “Actions speak louder than words. People show you who they are.” Be honest with yourself with this question. It may surprise you that your actions don’t really match what you think are actually your own priorities. The way that this question is worded may help you to get back on track to what you really want your true priorities to be in your life.

+ Yesterday, I received this blog in my email and it was EXACTLY what I needed to “hear.” (I believe that this is how the Universe works. Let Life love you.) Jill Donovan is a jewelry designer and an excellent writer. She is a devout Christian, so it does have a lot of “God” reference, but I still believe that anyone, no matter what their beliefs are, can get something from this post:

https://jilldonovan.com/blogs/practically-speaking/all-cats-are-grey-in-the-dark

Thank you for perusing the museum with me today. If you have any suggestions for good exhibits, please add them in the Comments.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Maycember

I was at a graduation party over the weekend and a friend said that many people are now dubbing the month of May, “Maycember.” It refers to how busy the month of May has become with school events/graduations at every level, and with Mother’s Day and Memorial Day weekend added to the mix, for an extra dash of whirl and twirl. My kids are mostly grown, but I was still glad that I purchased the jumbo package of graduation cards in April. They came in handy. None are left. My aunt, who is a grandmother of three young elementary school children, relayed her May schedule to me the other day (all relating to her grandchildren’s sports and school ending events), and it made my head spin. This younger generation is big about celebrating BIG, every kind of thing that you can possibly celebrate (which is not a bad thing), but it certainly makes free time in the calendar, a sparse commodity. In May of 2026, our eldest is getting married and our youngest is graduating from college. That will certainly be a May for the books. I have to start making peace now with the fact that Maycember is a real thing, and Maycember is here to stay.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Wednesday’s Whimsies

+ “Everybody who is honest is interesting.” – Stefan Sagmeister

Why do we love comedians and songs and biographies and memoirs and long podcasts? This is because these things tend to pull out truth, vulnerability, relatability, and authenticity, from both the sharer and the “sharee”. These mediums create a space where honesty can be shared safely and openly and kindly. In a world so full of fakeness and pretense and hostility, true honesty is a precious (and dare I say, almost holy) commodity.

+ “What you don’t transmute, you transmit.” – Richard Rohr

In other words, work on your sh*t, because otherwise, you’ll end up sh*tting on everything and everybody who mean the most to you in your life. Get conscious. Don’t go through life unconscious and then wonder what happened. Don’t plant yourself in the victim seat and live there for the rest of your life. Give yourself the power you already possess. You ultimately are your own healer. Your pain doesn’t magically disappear. You either do the work to transmute it, or else you transmit it out into the world. And it’s obvious, isn’t it? Our world doesn’t need any more pain.

+ “Don’t change the goal, change the path to the goal.”

Too many of us give up on plans, goals, dreams, because we feel like we are banging our heads up against a steel wall. We’re so busy banging our heads, that we don’t take the time to ponder whether there may be another way to reach our goal (spoiler alert: there are usually many paths to any one destination). Sometimes we get really fixated on the ONE and ONLY path, person, place, thing, time, etc. that has to happen, in order for us to reach our goal (which if we are honest with ourselves (see exhibit one), most of us have pretty much the same goal: a glorious mixed feeling of peace, purpose, contentment, pride, happiness, which we believe, whatever it is that our individual goal is, will bring to us)

+ Bonus: I get a lot of feedback from people missing my “Favorite Things Friday” posts. So, just for today, it’s “Wonderful Things Wednesday.” Here are a few things that have tickled my fancy lately: (Readers, please tell us what is tickling you, in the Comments section. What are your favorite, wonderful things to share?)

Mens’ Shirts by Poncho: My husband recently purchased three shirts from this company and the delivery/exchange system is absolutely easy and seamless (they run large)! These shirts are a fabulous understated mix of a western/fishing/casual/outdoorsman shirt, which come in a variety of subtle (and not so subtle) patterns. They have beautiful pearl snap buttons and one of corner of each of these top quality shirts dons a “wiper cloth” hidden underneath the corner, to wipe your sunglasses and your tech. (this will be a Father’s Day winner, I assure you!) www.ponchooutdoors.com

The Emperor of Gladness” by Ocean Vuong: I am only halfway through this book and yet it is one of the most compelling books that I have ever read in my entire life. It is beautiful, honest, raw, eye-opening, compassionate and real. I highly recommend reading it.

Ariana Grande’s LOVENOTES Pink Woods Eau de Parfum – Every time that my future daughter-in-law wears this perfume, she gets compliments. I’ve witnessed it. It smells absolutely divine on her. If you are looking for a new scent, try this one out. I purchased it recently and the verdict is still out whether it smells as good on me as it does on her, but regardless, give it a try. As I have often said on the blog, the sense of smell is probably my favorite feature of our amazing bodies. Think of your favorite smell right now . . . . Chocolate chip cookies? Eucalyptus? A newborn baby/puppy? Your Grandma’s perfume? Rain? Thanksgiving dinner? . . . . . . you’re welcome!

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Big Hike

“A 20-mile hike into the woods requires a 20-mile hike back out of the woods.”

I saw this quote a few days ago and it rang true in so many facets of life – i.e. weight loss, a lifetime accumulation of stuff, having a big family, and the true story of when our eldest son first moved up to New Jersey and decided to ride his manual, 3-speed bike across a bridge, over the river to explore New York City. It didn’t dawn on him until much later that evening, after he had exhausted himself exploring the Big Apple, that there would be an equally long ride back. (we don’t call him our “Absent-Minded Professor” for nothing)

A lifetime friend of mine recently brought up her fears and sadness about the thoughts of us all getting older and experiencing the ailments and losses that getting older often brings. I immediately got defensive and I reminded her that it would not be unusual now, for all of us to live well into our nineties which means we have close to half our lives still to live. “We’re not old!” I practically screamed. And as 50-somethings, we’re really not that old, but we are definitely on the 20-mile hike back out of the woods.

The hike back out is always a little bit easier. You have a better idea of what to expect. You get to revisit areas on your trail, and you get to bypass rocky terrain that you now know exists. You’re more experienced. You usually have better footing on the hike back out of the woods. You’ve already eaten and drank up most of your sustenance, and so you now have a lighter load. You understand more what you no longer need to have with you on the journey back. The hike back out is less about preparation and anticipation, and more so, about truly savoring and taking in what you may have missed on the hurried, restless hike in. You tend to take the hike out of the woods, a little less rushed. You’re a little more tired, but in a good way. You’ve proven to yourself that you have the mettle it takes to make this journey. There’s a saying that people often say with a resigned sigh, “It’s all downhill from here!” but I’m not sure that’s a bad thing. When I am on a real hike up a hill or a mountain or an endless staircase, I am always extremely relieved that the way back is “all downhill.” It’s easier. I breathe easier. I feel nimbler and I’m still basking that I made the proud, adventurous climb in and up. Mostly though, on my journey, I’m grateful that so many of the people whom I travelled into the woods with, are still with me on our way back out. And I am so grateful for the new ones whom I am still meeting along the way, and of course, I am always grateful for the ones who always loyally travel with me, and guide me, as I deeply sense their presence, in the spirits of the winds and the birds and the trees.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Thoughts for Thursday

+ I just spent the last three days completely crashing. Our son graduated from medical school over the weekend. All of our family joined us in the celebration down in South Florida and I experienced one of my best Mother’s Days ever. And then, as we headed home, the culmination of everything which my family and I have experienced over the last six months or so – engagements!, graduation, hurricanes, trip to Japan, house renovations, the loss of our Ralphie, our epic Labrador retriever, etc. etc., all on top of our predictable and normal, yet busy, every day lives, swept over me like a giant wave and so mostly, I have slept like a shell on the beach after riding the big, big wave. But the weathering has been good. The ride has been a thrill. And I am an intact, shiny shell. I am just taking a little breather in the replenishing sunshine.

+ When we were in Japan last month, we met an adorable, older Japanese couple, while we were sitting next to each other at a sushi bar in the coastal town of Odawara, and although we had a tough time with the language barrier (thank goodness for Google Translate!) we really connected with these people. The husband was a photographer and they asked for our mailing address so that they could send us one of his books. Truthfully, especially as time has gone on, I felt like we probably just had “a moment” with these lovely people and I really didn’t expect to get the book, but happily, a beautiful, and carefully wrapped package arrived yesterday from Japan. The wife handwrote us a lovely letter on delicate rice paper stationery. She wrote it in English! An excerpt from her letter: “We were not able to communicate well do to our poor English, but it was still a wonderful experience to meet you two. Although there are many difficult issues in the international situation, I believe that human interaction is the most important and valuable thing in life.” I have to say that it was very kind of her not to blame our difficult communication on our own non-existent Japanese, since we were visiting her country. What I did love most about our new friend’s letter though (besides the fact that she took the time and care to write it!) was her belief that “human interaction is the most important and valuable thing in life.” In this day and age, when so much is being pushed off on to AI (my daughter, just this morning, showed me a TikTok of people filming ridiculous, glitchy, inhuman job interviews which they were having with AI, and I was struck at how many speakers at my son’s medical school graduation spoke of the vital importance of medicine not losing its humanity, as we sit on the precipice of this AI revolution), I do hope that we remain invested in our valuable and intimate human interaction. I am a believer in progress, but I also believe in constantly balancing and measuring “progress” with our highest values. And hopefully, most of us value, however imperfect it is, our humanity. What makes someone humane? The dictionary says this: “marked by compassion, sympathy, or consideration for humans or animals” and “showing benevolence” and “wanting to alleviate suffering”. We, as humans, are able to show compassion and sympathy and empathy, only because we, ourselves, understand what suffering feels like, not just on a supposed, described, intellectual level, but at the deeper level of emotion and actual experience. We, as humans, must remain sensitized. We must remain sentient. We are not robots. We are not flat. We are not one-dimensional. We are difficult, messy, mercurial, emotional, erratic, hopeful, perceptive, deeply feeling, curious creatures and that is what makes life full and robust and interesting and teeming with energy and existence. May we never lose our ALIVENESS.

+ I read an article this morning about menopause by Carley Hauck in a publication called Super Age. This is how she defines menopause: “Menopause is a profound transition that asks us to slow down and listen to the body’s wisdom. To restore what’s been depleted. To reclaim parts of ourselves long buried under roles, responsibilities, or expectations. And ultimately, to rise stronger, wiser, and more whole into the next chapter of life.” I’ve never seen a better definition of menopause than this. No wonder why the word “pause” is in menopause. All you ever hear about menopause is negative or jokey or confusing. I liken menopause to my allegory of being a resting shell on the beach, soaking in the sun. Restoration from depletion. Listening. Honoring our bodies. Taking the pause, before rising again, stronger and wiser and whole, and fully ready to ride the next waves of our lives.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

The House Don’t Fall

I know that a majority of my readers are mothers. “Mother” is the most important, purposeful, meaningful title I have held in my life. Being a mother, brings out everything that a woman holds inside of herself, out into the open, to the highest degrees. A lot of this that flows out of us mothers, is beautiful and warm and loving and protective and strong. And a lot of this that flows out of a mother, is vulnerable, and sometimes it is fearful and bewildered, and sometimes even angry and scared. When you are given the most important job, a job this is mostly aligned with the purpose of making a better future for the world, and you are given this job mostly just because of your own biological, anatomical birthright, without any real rules or a solid playbook, it can be overwhelming. It can be formidable. It can be staggering, even in the quietest moments of rocking our babes. But we mothers were made for this. It is natural design. Maren Morris sings, “The house don’t fall, when the bones are good . . . ” Most of us mothers have good bones. Really good bones. And because of us, no matter how dire and shaky things can seem to be, out in the world, the house don’t fall.

I am lucky. I get to spend Mother’s Day with all of my four children this year. We are celebrating our middle son’s graduation from medical school this weekend. I feel blessed beyond measure, sharing my greatest love with our precious sons and our precious daughter. I hope that you readers feel this same serene way which I am feeling right now, because you deserve to feel good. You mothers are the good bones of our world. You give structure when everything else seems to be falling to the ground. You hold everything up. You hold everything together. You are strong even when you are brittle. You are strong, even when you are cracked. You are even strong when you are broken. And so this big beautiful world of ours (our shared house), it may seem to crumble, but because of all of the mothers in this world, our house doesn’t fall. Because the truth of it is, “the house” is the ultimate mother.

Happy Mother’s Day, dear readers. I love and I appreciate you all.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Soul Sunday

Hi friends. Happy Sunday. Sundays are typically devoted to poetry on the blog and most music is actually poetry. Last night, my husband and I were sitting outside by a fire and at first, we played some background music from foreign countries. We didn’t understand any of the lyrics because the were being sung in foreign languages, and yet the music still made us feel, the music still made us sway, the music still made us share its beat. Music truly is the universal language in this world. (I recently read that there is a sea lion who can bob along perfectly with various percussion beats better than most humans.) We ALL feel vibration. We ALL feel energy. We ALL feel the most unified when we are listening to music that everyone can appreciate. After a while, my husband wanted to get back to his favorite country music playlist and he played Zach Bryan’s Burn, Burn, Burn. I’ve heard the song many, many times, but I never really paid much attention to the lyrics. Last night I really listened to the lyrics. Last night I heard the lyrics. Last night, I felt the lyrics. Let this song be your poetry for today:

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

Crooked Spine?

I had my eyebrows waxed the other day at a shop I had never been to before. The aesthetician who worked on me, I later found out was in her late forties, and she had only been an aesthetician for less than a year, but she did a great job and she clearly had a passion for the work. I asked her what she had done before this job and she said that for years she had been a server at high-end restaurants in Miami. She made a lot of money doing this, but the physical and mental stress was a lot, so during this time, she started taking credits for obtaining a nursing degree. About three quarters into schooling, the aesthetician realized that she did not want to be a nurse at all, so instead she went to school to become an aesthetician. The aesthetician was really personable and easy to talk to (she said that she honed this skill while waiting tables all of these years) and she answered all of my questions about skincare with obvious deep knowledge. For instance, she said that most skincare such as exfoliation or dermabrasion or laser treatments, are really about alerting/tricking/stimulating your own skin (the largest organ we humans possess) to “heal itself”. She excitedly told me about a vast array of products and what works and what doesn’t and the science behind it all. The aesthetician said that her classmates in beauty school were in awe of everything that she already knew about muscular structures, and skin, and nerves – things that they were just learning about. (She said that the Anatomy and Physiology courses that she took in nursing school finally paid off for her.) While conversing with her, it was clearly evident to me, that this woman was in her element. She had finally found her true calling.

At one point, the aesthetician said that she knew that she would lose all of her credits if she didn’t go back to nursing school and finish. She said that she felt like she had wasted a lot of time and money.

“But you found out that you don’t want to become a nurse, right?” I said. “I can see where it would be good to have something to fall back on, but you clearly love what you do. And from what you’ve shared, everything that you did before in your professional life, has brought you to this point, and enhanced your ability to be great at what you do and love, now.”

She smiled and nodded.

Nothing in our lives is in vain if we learn from it. I’ve been reading a lot lately about the importance of being in alignment with yourself and your OWN values – not your family’s values, nor your friends’ values, not society’s values, but to be in true alignment, you must be true to thine self.

Being out of alignment does not feel good. (That’s why there are chiropractors on every corner.) When you are out of alignment, nothing goes smoothly and easily. You always feel a little bit “off.” You feel your intuition pinging you constantly to get back on course, to be with your own true calling and nature. Alignment goes deeper than ego. When your ego is satisfied, it’s often a fleeting thing, that constantly needs another stroke from outside sources, in order to feel good. When you are in alignment with your values and your calling, you are in a state of peace, so that even when that peace sometimes gets rocked by things out of your control, it easily gets back to its familiar state of equilibrium and equanimity.

Are you in your alignment with your true self? If you are living “the shoulds”, or if you are living for “applause”, or if you are looking for things like money and beauty and material items and even relationships to fulfill you and fill all of your holes, then chances are you need an adjustment to get back in alignment with your one true self, in order to feel your best, and to be your best, and to give the rest of the world the best version of you, that only YOU can offer it.

“Just as your car runs more smoothly and requires less energy to go faster and farther when the wheels are in perfect alignment, you perform better when your thoughts, feelings, emotions, goals, and values are in balance. “ – BrianTracy

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.