Ocean

Laughing at someone’s mishaps is a delicate matter. Ed will stand passively as one of my tennis returns flies by him (not today: I had no ti...

It’s good to know how to proceed with recovery. To act deliberately, with method rather than madness. So that in the end, you’re fine. Maybe...

I think I have run through my share of sinful emotions (behaviors?) in life. But I’ll say this – I am not especially prone to feelings of en...

… a day so full of sunshine? Who would not be made happier by it? It’s ridiculously easy to let loose. All the negative ideas, thoughts, gr...

All year long, it’s been a challenge to post on Thursdays. I come home late and I’m beat. But April has this way of pushing things to a cl...

The day is destined to be big. Not insignificant, or lost in the detail of work and food preparation, or wiping wet dishes that should have ...

...It’s never uncomplicated for me. I want to think that upbeat people thrive on mornings and I am one of them. Wake up with energy, plans, ...

I’m in a beautiful, modern house, shaking on a mat – one of ten purple and blue mats, laid out neatly in two rows on a wooden floor. Or at l...

A beautiful holiday, if you think about it. Sort of like a springtime Thanksgiving, but with a more upbeat, forward looking punch to it. I’m...

Your friend did that to you? That’s just wrong! After all you’ve done for him! You’re mad, aren’t you? No. Why? I mean, it’s maddening, anyo...

You don’t need it. Your hair looks great, you’re hair looks great. Nah. I can’t buy it. For one thing, half the time he’s saying it, his nos...

There is so much to be said for a Thursday in mid-April (I’m fudging dates a little). The teaching week is over for me. The days are April d...