I Like the Way You Part Your Hair

I Like the Way You Part Your Hair

When my son was in the second grade, I volunteered in his class. It was a classroom with eight very gifted, yet very challenging, young boys. One particular afternoon, one of the little boys in the class was particularly cranky and angry. I asked the teacher,...

Vision Quest – Be What You See

It was a foggy, icy day. I was driving on I-95, my son Jeffrey in the passenger seat. We were heading back from North Carolina after visiting colleges. I broke the silence, “Jeffrey, what did you think of High Point?” “It was OK,” came his monotone reply. “That’s it?...
What I Saw From My Hotel Room

What I Saw From My Hotel Room

This morning, my son Jeffrey suggested we meditate together. “Great,” I replied, “where should we sit?” “The view is nice from the hotel window, let’s just sit here.” I looked out the window in incredible disbelief. “What the heck?” I thought. And then I said, “What I...
Will the Oncologist Give Up on Your Loved One?

Will the Oncologist Give Up on Your Loved One?

  In my work, I hear it a lot… “I’m 40 years old, I’m not going to reinvent myself now.” And then there’s… “I am going to retire in a few years, so let the new kids learn that stuff.” And what about… “My father died when I was six,” or “My wife had an...
You Are What You Eat

You Are What You Eat

  Remember that old saying “You Are What You Eat”? I do. I remember posters in the school cafeteria, ads in magazines, and a lot of chortled high-school jokes, most of them in good fun. “Don’t be a grouch. What’d you eat for...