Play it Again Sam

Remember vinyl records? The way the turn table revolves?  The sound of the needle as you place it down on the record? Picture yourself setting the needle in the first groove, it needle winds itself along the well-worn track, singing the whole song from start to...

Mama I Hate You

“Mama, I hate you,” said my little girl, looking up at me with sadness and anger in her eyes. This from a girl who really  loves her mama. She’s my daughter who often says she does not want to go to school or even playdates because she would rather “be with mama.” On...

Mindfulness Doesn’t Care

“Mindfulness doesn’t care.”  That is what my teaching partner said to the group of teenagers who eagerly listened, hungry to learn from us. I get (and love) where she was coming from, however, the way I like to phrase it is that mindfulness has no hierarchy of...