Chinese medicine calls viruses “Pernicious Evil Influences.” But while viruses are nasty, the anxiety they generate is worse.

Before we zoom over Thanksgiving on our way to Christmas/New Years/Spring Break/Next Summer, I would like to pause to consider the most basic and greatest of gratitudes: the privilege of being here at all.

f you are one of those lucky people who knew who you were and what you wanted to do from the time you were seven years old, this column is not for you.

Loneliness is epidemic in our culture. It occurs, as often as not, when we feel unable to express our true selves, or feel we are not understood or seen.

You are love even if you live in your head and forget about love. You are love even if you don’t feel loving, even if you feel lonely. Your true essence, is LOVE.

Trust is tricky. It’s all very easy to have trust when everything is going swimmingly; it’s another thing altogether to maintain total trust when you’re hanging on by your fingernails.

The peek into turn-of-the-century Edwardian life—a life so radically different from our current age—is mesmerizing. I could say that I am ensorcelled by all of the above, but it’s more than that, I fear.