Spring—Next Level
It is undeniable now, spring in New York. The magenta tulips on my kitchen table blend with the fuchsia azaleas outside my kitchen...


Lotus Flower or Mud
When I began to explore what other professionals in my field could teach me, I came upon an interesting metaphor. One world-renowned...


Thursdays Unplugged
A few months ago, I began a new habit. On Thursday nights around dinnertime, I turn off my computer and my phone. I purposefully...


Opportunity
I filled out the online form. It contained my name, address and billing information. But could I press the “submit” button? Could I...


No More Cheap Shoes
When I was a kid, my mother used to take us to a specialty shoe store. We’d sign in at the tall giraffe stand, like putting our name on...


Hide and Seek
It’s often said that what we’re seeking is seeking us. I seek connection. In the gift moments of life, this connection is simple,...


True Wealth
The other night I took the bravest action I’ve ever taken—and as my life has proven, I’m no stranger to courage. But this was the one...


The Gift of Auschwitz
If I had a bucket list, I would have crossed off a top item this week—being in the presence of Dr. Edith Eva Eger. The 90-year-old...


Unparalleled Compassion
On Friday night, my friend Kitty Callahan was honored as Person of the Year by the Yonkers Police Department. At the 102nd Annual...


Brilliant Things
On Friday night, I attended a one-woman show with a playwright friend. We didn’t know we were walking into immersive theater, which...

