When my grandson, Owen James, entered the world three years ago today, I was in a hotel room in Westcliffe, Colo. I got the news of his...

Last night we brought Buttercup home. She was a street dog that was fed by two separate women, one of who found her a foster home....

I’m dog-sitting this week for Cricket, a sweet, well-mannered former shelter dog who sits when you ask and comes when you call. I hang...

From my perch on the treadmill at the local rec center I watched her, alone, in the gym below me. She stood out, a young person, maybe...

Lately the knot is there, lodged in my solar plexus, the physical sensation that tells me fear has taken hold. I wake at night. Stay...

I’m just getting back to the practice of meditation. Today I had that delicious moment – the one where you sink so fully into the silence...

More and more I’m putting myself out there. Just recently, HuffPost published a blog I wrote. Last May, I was part of the cast of Listen...

I learned of Nelson Mandela’s death yesterday on Facebook. It popped up while I was reading comments from people in response to a blog I...

Twelve years ago, my niece E was born. I met her when she was just a few weeks old. I held her in the lobby of the Grand Ole Opry Hotel....

Last night, instead of consuming more Thanksgiving dinner during Leftover Friday with my girlfriend’s family, I was on the couch, the dog...

The road that runs past our home has little to no shoulder and absolutely no bike lane, so to get a good walk in, Bella and I stroll...

On the floor is a pile of markers my 2-year-old grandson played with this morning. He knows his colors already. And his numbers. While...

Today when I was leaving the gym (I say that like I go to the gym every day…) in our little town in North Carolina, an elderly woman was...

Recently on Facebook, I asked: “What scares you? And I don’t mean spiders and snakes. Unless spiders and snakes keep you from being your...