The Antidote to Simmering Disquietude

The Antidote to Simmering Disquietude

These days I’m suffering with simmering disquietude nearly all the time. I know you know why… the world, our country. I feel as if I must return to biting my nails or stuff a fist in my mouth to suppress a scream worthy of a B-Actress in a bad horror film, due to the...
Confessions of a DInk Pro

Confessions of a DInk Pro

My father used to like to putter (my mother’s term) and he did it well though many years of retirement, relishing the busy-ness he alone could create, free of the demands and constraints of other people’s demands via work, but always guided by purpose. He...
Curiosity Re-Wires Your Brain for Change

Curiosity Re-Wires Your Brain for Change

I penned a recent blog post about personality particulars. In today’s missive, I’d like to ponder curiosity, a trait my husband and I have in common, but our relatives in Elsewhere USA don’t share. I know because we’ve just returned from a visit and, as usual, few...
Fake Future Fracas Averted

Fake Future Fracas Averted

Pardon this humble brag as entry to a blog post: My husband and I have pro-level social skills. Part of this expertise comes from our careers. His as a sales and marketing manager and mine as a speech-language pathologist. We can read body language, note tone of...
The 30-second rule

The 30-second rule

Fearing of public speaking is often cited as fear numero uno when such lists are made  – and what’s more public that social interaction topped by talk. It might be true that everyone alive anxious about making small talk with other peeps… Small talk...