I don’t handle criticism well. My gut reaction is usually a torrent of justification, a quick defensive shield. My throat gets hot and my...

I didn’t plan to visit my old house. Odd circumstances brought me there. Our friend’s mother died, and her funeral took us surprisingly...

Guest Blog by Patrick Lombardi “Who cares?” my mom says. It’s her go-to response whenever someone criticizes her baked ziti or grumbles...

Remember people? I’m not talking about your family or close friends. I’m talking humanity, unknown people. Drinking in a bar and talking...

Guest blog by David R. Roth Resilience is commonly used to describe the capacity to overcome things like trauma, tragedy, or oppressive...

When I was four years old, an angel left me my very own Christmas tree. I lay on a soft twin bed, tucked in the corner of a wood-paneled...

Every year when I was little, I eagerly awaited the TV holiday specials. They ran only once a year, and if you missed them, that was it....

(Part 5 in the series Choosing More Surgery) I spoke to a psychic two weeks before my recent operations. The psychic is a friend, an...

(As currently featured in Psychology Today) Are you excited about Thanksgiving? Are you looking forward to getting together with your...

(Part 4 in the series Choosing More Surgery) I have always loved “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” I identify with Dorothy in The Wizard of...

(This is Part 3 in the series "Choosing More Surgery." See here for Part 1 and here for Part 2) “How are you doing today?” asked my...

(For Part I of this series, click here) “You need to make friends with it,” advised my surgeon. She smiled at me, her long straight...

When I was 28 years old, I briefly dated a surgical resident. Perhaps like all surgeons, he was smart, decisive, and pleased with...

Guest blog by Kate Olson, CHt I had the pleasure of meeting Kate Olsen when she interviewed me for her radio show, Soul Fire Wisdom. If...

When I trained to be a marriage therapist, I learned that “you’re never too old to have a happy childhood.” My teacher, the brilliant...

By Dr. Michael Lennox This beautiful piece was written by my very first best friend in the whole wide world. Michael and I became dear...

“Your test results were negative.” This call was welcome news from my doctor, but also surprising. I had seen Dr. Jones (not his real...

by Marc Kaye I asked myself, “Self, are you resilient?" I heard a voice. He sounded a bit like Kevin Hart. He said, "Hell, ya! You raised...

In elementary school, my life divided into two clear zones. There were areas in which I excelled, and areas in which I was pitiful....

Guest Blog by Caryn Anthony I am honored to publish this beautiful piece by my dear friend, Caryn Anthony, about loss and how to truly...