Miracle of the Light

On the fifth night of Chanukah, Saskia asked that we light the menorah. We were the only two people around the house. The first four nights had been neglected. I said, sure. I recited about a quarter of the prayer (that’s a generous estimate, to be honest) as I...

Shaken

Like everyone else, I’m devastated by Friday’s news. I’ve hugged my children extra. I’ve savored in the sweetness of our peaceful lives (busy, but peaceful). True confession: I haven’t read through accounts of what’s happened....

Practices and Such

Okay, this is one of those small posts that include what happened at yoga class. I put this out up front. This post is not about yoga, though. One of my lovely yoga teachers has spoken recently about gratitude. The idea is this: that to practice gratitude begets more...