Healing our Angst

Last March, some of us thought that this would all be over by Easter. Then when it wasn’t, we thought, “Maybe by the summer.” The lush summer came and went; everything turned red, gold, and brown; it got cold. “Maybe by the new year.” Each expectation leads to another disappointment. The disappointments feed our angst like a greedy child devouring cookies.

Reasons to be Cheerful

It’s the holiday season, the season for glad tidings and cheer! I bet many people think they don’t want to deal with the proverbial “comfort and joy.” So for all of the Grinches, the naysayers, the Scrooges, and the Negative Nancies, this post is for you.  It’s also for the depressed, the depleted, the mildly […]

Practice

My dad is an amateur musician. He started playing the guitar when he was 14 years old, playing along with the Kingston Trio, learning finger picking from Peter Paul and Mary, taking bluegrass classes from the guy up the street, and quietly swearing through Bach. By the time I came along, he was an accomplished […]