When I enter the ten-foot-long hallway to my office, I practice walking slowly and feeling my feet on the floor. I’m creating a “Tiny Habit” to be more mindful instead of rushing around.  It’s a tiny habit* because it takes a few seconds not even a minute.  I’m not practicing walking slowly everywhere, only this one place (at least to start). I keep forgetting then I remember. Sometimes I remember after the first few steps
We flew home recently and, on the flight, my husband Chuck said he hurt his wrist while doing all the heavy lifting of luggage.  Since we woke up at 4:30am to catch the flight, we were both tired and after lunch, Chuck laid down for a nap.  When he woke up, his left arm was throbbing and radiating pain in his forearm without moving it.  At 7:00pm he came into my office and said he
I have spent my whole life preparing to help others navigate their love journey.  When I was 46 I had a life-changing moment when I realized that even though I thought I was a very loving woman, I was not experiencing the love that was all around me. Unbeknownst to me, the love I didn’t have – from a man – was more important than the love that I did have from my friends and family.