Last week, exploring this month’s theme of The Power of Ritual (March Meditation HERE), I shared my secret for consistent piano practice. Namely, I committed to 13 minutes a day, an amount of time I can manage both in my schedule, and far more importantly, my mind perceives as non-overwhelming. By do...

March Meditation HERE It might be boastful to call it “The Social Event of the Year” but frankly it was. That is, Vlad’s birthday party celebration this past Sunday. Our favorite hipster coffee shop/micro-brewery (only in Bushwick!) volunteered to host it for him, and when the guests soared to ove...

Marginally less vacuuming. Honestly, that’s been the only silver lining I can think of regarding Malibu (Vlad’s best friend)’s absence this week. Mind you, nothing untoward has happened. Bobby and Neb, his parents, have gone on a family getaway to the Caribbean, which means Malibu is staying with ...

Vlad’s B’Day Invite HERE Feb Meditation HERE I knew it would be the highlight of my week. Specifically, my semi-annual dental exam and cleaning. After years of neglecting my teeth in my 20s, I’ve become religious about my routine. Even though I’m reading Werner Herzog‘s ne...

The consequences of taking a leap of faith are by definition unknown. I have no statistics, but I wonder if following the famed advice from naturalist John Burroughs––  “Leap and the net will appear” ––Has resulted in more broken bones than safe landings. I could easily have pr...

Honestly, it wasn’t the six flights of stairs. And although it was getting later than I wanted, it wasn’t entirely that I genuinely miss Vlad whenever I’m out and can’t wait to get home to him. Nor was it that the day had gone sideways early on, and even though it was Saturday night I still had a li...

Steve Jobs has made such a positive contribution to my life that it’s hard to be even cross with him over this kind of mistake. Namely, Jobs frequently quoted Picasso as saying: “Good artists copy;great artists steal.” In truth, Picasso probably never said that. Instead, the aphorism’s origins ...

The moment was full of contradictions. It certainly felt inspirational but it was also a little unnerving, with perhaps just a dash of danger. You see on our last walk on Christmas Eve, quite close to midnight, in the quiet park space that divides our apartment mega-complex, our quiet reflections wer...

Tell a New Story HERE It was (for me) a jaw-dropping moment. And it was also the perfect final chapter for this month’s theme: Abundant Expectancy (without expectation). A scene played out that I’d long been envisioning––to be honest, make that dreading––but completely not in the way I expected. ...