“Breathe,” said N, my yoga teacher, as I sat cross-legged on my yoga mat tonight. Ah, it felt so good to sit still and breathe again. I looked at my Zen card that I had randomly selected for my practice…
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“Breathe,” said N, my yoga teacher, as I sat cross-legged on my yoga mat tonight. Ah, it felt so good to sit still and breathe again. I looked at my Zen card that I had randomly selected for my practice…
As I walked back to the train station at 7:00 am this morning from my daughter’s new apartment, I felt refreshed. Yes, I was more refreshed than I had been during my last sleepover in the BIG CITY. No earplugs…
As I rode back from my condo on the corner at the shore this evening with my male friend L, I was reminded of my younger self as he put his Cat Stevens’ Greatest Hits CD into his car’s CD…
If I had written this post yesterday, like I had planned to do, it would have been titled “Cross Country Mama.” You see, I, Judi, age 51, ran the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Philadelphia in exactly…
This week, I was reminded twice, during two different meetings at work that, while I may think I am hip and cool, (and some of my twenty-something friends and colleagues will say that I am hip and cool), I am…
I missed my blogging earlier this week. I was too busy flipping and flopping all week. Some days I was real down and some days I was real up. Some days I was really tired (too tired to write) and…
