We have a tempur pedic mattress and pillows. When I make the bed I feel the warmth of my husband’s body in the covers and pillows and often linger in that warmth. It is a warmth that affirms his aliveness … Continue reading →
I’m going to do it again. I’m going to write this and push publish. I’m not going to edit the life out of this and attempt perfection, because when I go back and read these blogs I know they will … Continue reading →
Cindy was a slow poke. We always talked about her being ‘slower than molasses in January.’ It was fun and she loved that. She took her time. She always indulged in her time and felt as if she had all … Continue reading →
I got a job for the holidays in one of my favorite women’s clothing store. I wear their clothes and love what they have to offer. The literature I had to read to begin working there said the idea was … Continue reading →
It’s been a while since I’ve written and it feels odd not to be connected with you. I don’t know who you are and yet I still miss you. It’s funny that I miss you when I am the one … Continue reading →
I am not prepared for Christmas. I haven’t bought enough presents. I haven’t bought the right presents. My house is a wreck, it’s messy and partially decorated and there is clutter in every room. My desk is piled up with … Continue reading →
I am grateful, very grateful for much in my life. I am blessed in many ways and yet, when I try to write about this it sounds trite and inauthentic. I say all the things I should say, and … Continue reading →
My partner, Neil Sicherman and I work with executives and leadership teams using the Enneagram as a map to help them move towards their potential. When we work with the Heart Triad; Types Two, Three and Four, the teaching is … Continue reading →
Cindy was soft. She was soft in every way. Her skin was like a baby’s skin. She had the softest hands. She also had the softest heart. Cindy Love was real softness; pure, peaceful and completely undisturbed from stress and … Continue reading →
I didn’t live near Cindy Love for most of my adult life. I left Pennsylvania after college and came back to visit. For Cindy Love I was always away. When we talked on the phone she would always say to … Continue reading →
