I don’t take pride in thinking, much less writing, about my sins—but who does?  Maybe it’s good I don’t take pride in thinking about my sins since pride is a cardinal sin.  As a bit

I’ve always felt a kinship with those who struggle to communicate.  I’m very self-conscious about speaking, and prefer observing groups rather than presenting to them.

Like many women, I’ve often longed for the power to control the male gaze…for the proverbial cloak of invisibility when I want it, allowing me to avoid unsolicited comments

Like a twin I almost absorbed in the womb, my misery kicks its little legs out from my chest when when

When was the last time you hugged someone—not just a quick pat, but the kind of huge that feels like you really care about one another and are sending and receiving love? A great embrace not only makes us feel calmer and reassured, but it also has physical effects.

We can be good neighbors or we can attempt to opt out by building good fences. Our lives do take effort to maintain; we can take advantage of the magic bonds we make over the course of a lifetime produce, or we can attempt to opt out. Either way, the law of proximity on and [...]

Does the internet seem especially or predominantly harsh?  Indeed, being on the Net makes us susceptible to critique.  And even for those who have thick skin, rejection leaves a mark whether you acknowledge it or not.  Certainly, we all feel the sting.  Then why are we all so eager to receive commentaries?  I don’t mean [...]

What do you think of when you think of breakthrough innovation?  Is it the sort of thing that creates a fundamental shift in the business, opens up a new sector in the marketplace, or changes the way people view a category?  Often the answer is based on a new technology, seemingly moreso today than ever [...]

Oh arrogant one, have you any idea how difficult it is to summarize this species?  I know how easy it it to look at our history and shrug us off as monsters.  Okay, not that you need reminding or that I want to remind you, but please try to remember that the ugliness we’ve all [...]

In a nightly ritual, my sister used to lay transfixed on the couch for hours listening to the sounds as the piano came alive with music.  She didn’t know she was listening to the works of great composers; she knew only that I was at the piano and there was nowhere we’d rather be.  My [...]