The Joy Diet ~ Wands, Spells, Insights

I finally found an apartment. I’ll be moving on Sunday. Living alone for the first time since I moved to the Bay Area. Wow. Talk about being smack dab in the midst of a rite of passage! Each night for the past week, I’ve collapsed on my couch exhausted....

The Joy Diet ~ What I Really, Really Want

Normally I’m a pretty good directions-follower. Scratch that. Really good! On this week of The Joy Diet blogging group, however, I barely read the directions.  I just glanced at the title — Desire — skimmed the text, and dove right in. Hence: the...

The Joy Diet ~ Fake Truth, Real Truth

Sorry about the gross picture. But it can’t be helped. This week I’ve been telling the truth. And the truth is not pretty. In fact, she can be pretty darn grotesque sometimes. All this truth telling is related to the book The Joy Diet, which I’m...

The Joy Diet ~ Much Ado About Nothing

Doing Nothing sure does take a lot of work. For the last week, I’ve been attempting to do Nothing for 15 minutes a day. I’m doing this along with at least 75 other wiley women who are reading and blogging about Martha Beck’s The Joy Diet. This is...

A Goodbye Ritual

My nephew is 16 months old — a delightful talking, giggling, impish kiddo. Recently he instructed me to put him in the “take-a-walk” backpack, and insisted on bringing his big ol’ fire truck with us. Worried the truck would just get thrown on...