Raise your hand if you worry about the survival of democracy in the United States. I see you. Given the recent “Trump years” of fascistic...

When I started this blog, I promised myself I wouldn’t use any lightning-rod words that tend to send people scampering off to their...

I hope everyone is enjoying the season of gratitude & light, despite the challenges all around us. This post is a break from the usual...

At the height of the 2020 BLM protests, I commented on a thread in an Italian-American Facebook group that sparked fury. Statues of...

Overheard at the doctor’s office recently: “Do you identify as Caucasian or non-Caucasian?” A secretary was screening a patient over the...

I never shoot the breeze anymore, even in the middle of a casual conversation. You won’t see me sweating bullets under any circumstances....

So, how has your life been after a year of pandemic standstill? While our family is managing okay and feeling fortunate in the grand...

The experience I describe in Awaken Your Sleeping Genie led me to know that the power of intention is real. And as stories like mine...

I’ve always had a nagging sense that we humans hold far more power than we realize—yet we keep it out of reach, always just around the...

Every time the nurses or doctors came into my daughter’s hospital room, they shuffled through her chart, puzzled. “Did they forget to...

Every now and then my petulant 14-year-old daughter will extract herself from the latest viral TikTok video and declare her thoughts...

Never again will I take fresh, breathable air for granted. The relentless fires along America’s West Coast serve as another reminder of...

Last week’s post referred to a discussion from my college days about the plausibility of world peace. While utopian ideals might seem...

“Do you think it’s possible that humans will ever evolve beyond war?” I asked, casually sprawled on the dorm lobby sofa. Mike’s response...

The coronavirus crisis is taking our upside-down world and simultaneously shaking it up while forcing us into a collective “time out.”...

I remember the first time I heard it — or saw it rather. It was during the Gulf War in 1991 and SCUD missiles were being launched into...

A vicious catch-22 frustrates the hell out of me, particularly as a mother of daughters: we need more leaders who are women and people of...

Raise your hand if you think the main purpose of school is to get a good job. Okay, now raise your hand if you think the main purpose of...

The closing out of a decade always prompts “best of” and “worst of” listicles— as well as plenty of crystal gazing about what’s to come....

We Are The Ones We’ve Been Waiting For There’s a hack out there that says “Believe it to become it”: if you act as though you already are...