April | 2015

April | 2015

This September, my 11 year old son William began 6th grade at the small progressive school he called his 'home away from home.' He has been a student there since 4 years old, when he began Pre-K.  He often, adamantly, proudly, proclaimed he would be one of the few who could call himself a 'lifer' at this school.  He only had three more years to go to graduate the 8th grade. 

However, within a couple of weeks after starting 6th grade, he began to question if it was still the right place for him. Actually, as his parents, we questioned his continuation at this school for a couple of years prior, but William's attachment and passion for his school quieted our own questioning.  

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January | 2015

Your intentions and thoughts create your actions. When you set an intention you become clearer about why you're doing something; what kind of attitude you want to commit to having; and what you hope to cultivate from the experience. In addition, when you are clear about our intention, you can more easily recognize any actions, reactions or self-talk that doesn't support you. But the thing to remember – the really important thing - is that you can recommit to your intention in any moment.

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September | 2014

While I am embarrassed to tell you of how I yelled (understatement) at my son when getting ready for school, the event offered me such powerful insight that I will put aside my pride to share this shameful but totally awakening moment. 

The ‘incident’ happened this past June, his last week of 5th grade.  Every morning, William has some very basic self-care and clean-up responsibilities. And even though this routine has been ‘expected’ of him for almost two years, he still needs constant management.  On this particular morning, my patience was low  (okay, non-existent).  I wasn’t on top of my own list-of-things-to-do, nor did I wake to practice yoga or meditation, and when I found myself having to ‘once again, hyper-manage the morning’ I kind of lost it on him. I mean, totally lost it on him.

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January | 2014

Lesson No. 44: Dancing through Changes

I remember the day vividly.  It was a sweet morning filled with child-like wonder and innocence. 

My 10-year-old son William gave Sunday (our puppy) and I a VIP tour of the mansion-fort he built from pillows and blankets.  The fort had bedrooms for his stuffed animals, a living room and even a sunroom.  

Our sweet morning flowed on to daily tasks and eventually the arrival of a play date. With in hours of my endearing fort tour, I stood speechless in the kitchen as William and his friend animatedly explained Twerking to me.

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March | 2013

Lesson No. 42: Me and You, in the Future, Right Now

Sometimes just being present is that most rejuvenating thing we can do.

Yesterday, I was sitting with William, my 9 year old son, at our kitchen counter having an afternoon snack, distracted by the mess around me thinking about how I was going to get everything done in the next few hours. I must have been wearing my dismay on my face because William asked me what was wrong.

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February | 2013

Lesson No. 41: Expand Courageously 

This month, William gave me great advice on taking risks and being courageous.

I always thought of him as on the fearful side, as he has long been frightened of being alone on a different floor than us, in our home. I, too, remember how as a kid I was afraid of being alone in my basement or upstairs, but William seemed terrified on a really deep level. So I am amazed by the courage he’s shown in the past few years.

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August | 2012

Lesson No. 39: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly

For years, my son, William (who just turned 9!), has been draped with long locks of thick brown hair. THAT IS until last month’s really…really…really bad haircut. 

William is happiest in long hair and has never let me cut it short. Instructions for the barber are usually very specific and include “Please, just a trim. Thin it out, but leave it long.”

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May | 2012

Lesson No. 38: Putting on the Oxygen Mask

Mohonk Mountain House sits up on the top of a mountain. Literally. A three-mile drive up a beautiful mountain road; a winding, narrow (and sometimes heart rate inducing) mountain road. I teach two retreats there a year and visit several times with my family for our own retreat time. And while it is our favorite place, I admit, I have often wondered how an emergency is handled when you are three miles up a mountain. Well, I found out in April, while I was leading my Spring Retreat.

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January | 2012

Lesson No. 37: Taking Responsibility for Health

My 8 year old William was born with an anaphylaxis allergy to gluten and wheat as well as severe seasonal and environmental allergies. We’ve learned a LOT about health through the daily lifestyle of keeping him well. However, since October he has suffered a bad sinus and lung condition that seem to be related to his allergies and we’ve been treating him with both conventional and alternative methods. 

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December | 2011

Lesson No. 36: The "Hangover"

Last week I attended a baby shower and had to bring William, my 8 year old, because my sitter cancelled. He was invited to hang in the living room with a few other children. An a hour later I walked to see my enormously happy child: GameBoy in his hands, iPod in his ears, favorite show on the TV, and an expansive pile of Hershey Kiss Wrappers growing in front of him.

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December | 2010

Lesson No. 31: Too Much of A Good Thing Is Still Too Much

This fall was the best in years! William, my 7 year old, had a unique passion for school, abundant energy for play dates, and great enthusiasm towards all his interests from art and drama to hula hooping. With so much zeal William was quickly booked 5 days a week with after school activities. Yes, every day, after school he fervently attended Ceramics, Piano, Ice Skating, Drama, Art, or Yoga.

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