Stressed? Zentangle your life

Well, here we are in 2018! If you’re reading this post, you made it to another year; another chance at new opportunities; another opportunity to begin your life again. Whatever was in 2017 is now your past, my past, our past. And to begin my year, I’m expanding on a creative endeavor that I discovered…

Dot mandalas: Peaceful journey

When I first saw pictures of dot mandalas, they were painted onto rocks. I was looking for interesting groups on Facebook, and ran across this one: Rock Painting Ideas and Resources where many “rockers” created “rock mandalas.” If you haven’t heard of rock painting and hiding the rocks in the community, you should check out…

Meatless Meals: Creamy Spaghetti Squash

I am in spaghetti squash heaven right now! I know I’ve tried it before but like most new foods, it takes me a try or two before I get comfortable with experimenting with it. Once I started thinking, I knew I didn’t want a tomato-based sauce with it. Too easy – spaghetti noodles + tomato…

Cauliflower bites: Golden, crunchy … gone

The first time I saw post about “cauliflower steaks” I was skeptical; intrigued but definitely skeptical. How in hell was it possible to make tasteless, white cauliflower slices into something worth broadcasting across the Internet? But clearly I was wrong. It’s a popular dish, not one that I’ve tried yet but when I do, definitely…

I laugh, you laugh, we laugh – we live

I can always find something to giggle about. Like my client’s calm observance that one of her husband’s caregivers had dressed him in a female sweater, complete with gleaming, gold buttons. Or the memory of my father’s face when during a reverse driving lesson, I accelerated too hard backing the car down the driveway, and …

“Me Too”: If outside the workplace counts

Ever since the #metoo hashtag surfaced, disturbing images have come out of the shadows of my mind, and lingered at the edge of the circle of victims, wondering if my plight was as harrowing as theirs. Situations like: Community doctor – a friend of my parents, an uncle to me who smiled and laughed while…

Lace ’em up and believe!

When I first joined Lynn Brick’s gym in my late 40’s, they gave me the options of having a personal trainer and getting a health assessment. I declined the trainer, but took the health assessment – a real eye opener for me. At nearly 190 pounds, barely any sustained exercise and a vegetarian diet badly…

Motivated: Writing is my chocolate

What started me writing: something pissed me off. A man was killed while hanging out with friends at a local bar – a bar I’d gone to myself with a former boyfriend. My outrage segued to the first letter-to-the-editor I’d ever written, and my first by-line; and that did it. That was back when speaking…

None of my business

I used to make it my business to care what people were saying behind my back. It was during my high school days when much of what was said was right in my face. Being called bumpy or crater face because of my acne pimples or white girl because I talked proper, stung with the…

Snow angels: Giving without expecting

It’s mid-September, and in Baltimore, Maryland cooler weather greets the mornings making me think of delicious new comfort foods to create, a new search for the perfect coat to keep me warm, more snow boots, and inevitably my snow angels during the Baltimore blizzard of 2010. I figured I’m either gonna freeze to death in…