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I've been navigating the stormof a crappy mood for months now and it’s brought more than a few surprises, the biggest being my motivation to exercise flew out the window. After more than seven years of daily (ok, daily-ish) exercise, I thought I had this. After a lifetime of hating exercise, I...

Bless us, oh God.When our joints don't work like they should,when we grow sick or turn gray too soon,when our bodies betray us...or perhaps they are doing exactly what they are supposed to do.---- Kate Bowler, The Lives We Actually Have In my last blog I wrote abut celebrating my 65th birthday...

why is it that all our celebrations involve food? And not just any food, our holiday tables are laden with rich and sugary treats. There’s a good reason for that. One that’s embedded in our cultural DNA. In days past food took a lot more energy to find and prepare. Our ancestors, as recently as...

It was a mellow Christmas at our house this year. Bitterly cold and windy outside, we were happy to hunker down inside and enjoy a quiet day by ourselves. On a whim after I’d washed up the dinner dishes I decided to make us some hot cocoa. The result was a rich, frothy, decadent tasting treat. The...

Eight years ago I boldly announced to my friends on Facebook that I intended to walk the Camino de Santiago de Compostela. Why in the world would I want to follow an ancient pilgrim’s road 500 miles across Northern Spain to end up at a Cathedral that has no real significance to me? I love...

Wlive most of our lives on autopilot. Do any of us really pay attention? How many times have you opened the refrigerator door and had no memory of what you wanted? I bet you blamed it on a “Senior moment.” It’s easy to blame an aging brain. But more than likely you were barely conscious of a...

How many times have you said to yourself, “I’m weak” or “I have no willpower” just before indulging in something that’s not too good for you? It’s something I hear from people all the time. Yes, I can fall into that trap too. Yesterday my husband brought home some Indian take-out and asked me if I...

I Worried by Mary Oliver I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do...

I’ve been through a rough patch lately. Things seem to happen in bunches and this past fall the bunch hit me big time. Everything was fixable - and for that I’m grateful - but it was way more than I’m used to. It started with cataracts that went from a minor annoyance to sight-threatening very...