This may sound shocking or frightening, but we’re never going to get our act together. We try. We visualize. We sit in meditation. We chant. We do breathing exercises. We plead our case to a higher power. We read spiritual and self-help books. We try to forgive and...
I had a writing client, Laura, who considered herself an expert in relationships. She and her husband, Brian, led three day workshops and the two of them were so in synch, it was enviable. Their focus was on hanging in there and learning the communication skills...
In 1967, I was in Bologna, Italy, performing with my ballet company. In the particular ballet we were doing that night, I emerged from the wings and took a step onto the stage on one toe,pirouetting and balancing and then letting my weight slowly settle until I...
Some years back, I was in a meeting with Magic Johnson to discuss a book he wanted to write about business. He told me he’d had two ambitions in his life ever since he was young. Basketball and business. He had accomplished the first one and become a champion. Now he...
There is an Aesop’s Fable called “The River and the Leaf”: A small leaf, caught in the current of a mighty river, didn’t want to go in the direction that the water was flowing. The leaf desperately tried to fight against it, clinging to rocks and branches along the...
The first house I bought was arguably the smallest dwelling in Benedict Canyon. I called it the “Doll House.” Not the cute kind. It was two stories with one narrow cylinder stacked on top of the other. Downstairs there was a small living room and a breakfast nookwith...
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