If Money Were No Object

How many times have we started daydreaming with these words?  If money were no object, what would I do with my time?  If money were no object, where would I live?  If money were no object, where would I go on vacation? …

Today’s Vote: Values not Money

It’s the eve of a big election—or at least that’s what we’re told.  Is it only me, or is it more and more difficult to know if the information we’re being fed is true or not?  I find it so hard to know what to believe these days, that sometimes I wish it were the days of yore when the only information we had was what we saw with our own eyes or heard with our own ears.…

Cyberspace Siphons

It’s 3:30 in the morning and not only did cyberspace drain all my energy yesterday, it seems to still be working its magic.  Have you ever had one of those days or weeks where the internet gods seem to be working against you? …

répondez s’il vous plaît

I’m going to be really honest – this is a hard blog to write.  Seems like every time I have something big to announce I find a way to sabotage it.  And, I guess it’s happening again . You might remember when I announced my new book was available on June 9th, that I forgot to e-mail you that a new blog post was up. …

Awareness is the Key

Since last Thursday, I have been at the 2nd half of a Gestalt workshop in Cape Cod.  During the first week last May, we worked with couples, this week we are focusing on families and groups. We are being taught in an intriguing methodology for facilitating change in stuck relationships.…

Try, Try Again

Here I am, stuck in the Detroit airport again!  Delta and Detroit never seem to agree with my travel plans.  A free hotel room helps a little, but the bottom line is all I can do is be patient and try, try again. …

Packing Up

For 23 years I’ve been sitting in the same office.  For 28 years I’ve owned my own accounting firm and for almost 35 years I’ve been preparing tax returns.  But, today I’m packing up my office and starting a new career!…

Half Full or Half Empty

I capped off Labor Day weekend with a shocking request for my husband to take me four-wheeling through the woods in Robbinston.  It’s something he never dared think I would join him in.  But frankly, I felt like living dangerously for a change. …

Listen Up!

“Be quick to listen and slow to speak”, I heard at a recent presentation.  (Sounds like great advice my husband would say, and, of course, I’d say the same about him.)  Then the speaker said, “but, be careful who you listen to.” …