Books Over Nooks: An Ode to the Paper Page

My mom used to say, as we pulled the car into the garage on any humid August day, “Well, we air-conditioned the house. We air-conditioned the car.  If only we had air-conditioned the garage.” I thought of my mother yesterday as I experienced a gap in comfort on my...

What makes a good teacher? Not what “they” say.

Perhaps you are a teacher and find yourself returning to your classroom .  I hope you enjoyed your three-month vacation.  Oh, not three months?  Do the math, you say?  Not really a vacation, but unpaid leave? Oh, whatever.  I digress. Many of you are starting back to...

Making Love: The truth about a 44-year marriage

I did not love Rick the day I married him forty-three years ago.  I knew this a month before the wedding when I briefly cancelled it, my mother assuring me, through gritted teeth, that the deposits and the invitations and the centerpieces she’d stayed up all night...

Om: Meditation Aggravation

Let’s begin with a joke, shall we? Three Yogis are doing meditation in a remote cave. One day a sound is heard from outside the cave. After about six months, one of the yogis says, “Did you hear that goat?” Once again, there was silence. About a year...

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