We arrive at the MET’s American Wing fountain around 11:45 AM. We are on a treasure hunt of sorts. What I don’t expect is how emotional this fountain will make me feel. Our visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art was conceived six months earlier after I discover a gorgeously written book by Patrick Bringley, a security guard who spent ten years working at the Met. A writer by trade, Bringley finds himself adrift and seeking answers after the untimely death of his beloved older brother at the … [Read more...] about One wish for yourself, and then another, just as big, for someone else
New Book: Doing This ONE Thing Can Improve Your Life
I'm making small talk at a party this past June with a well-known local violinist. We finally land at a point of common interest—our passion for practice, whether in the arts or in sports. I’m an avid tennis player and Uli, the violinist, lifts weights. “Ah, weight lifting,” I say. “I’ve done it off and on over the years. I know I should be doing it, but I always end up pulling my back out.” A week or so later, an email arrives from Uli. “You should meet Josh. He’s been my wife’s and my … [Read more...] about New Book: Doing This ONE Thing Can Improve Your Life
An Antidote to Loneliness
I started crying almost as soon as I started singing. On a recent Saturday, I stood alongside forty other singers at a large church in Huntley. It was a rehearsal for a reunion concert made up of former singers who had sung in Concert Choir at the University of Illinois sometime during our director’s 27-year tenure (1982-2011). We had one day to rehearse twelve songs and to prepare for a concert that night. Everyone came willingly, and you could sense the magic in the air of being a part … [Read more...] about An Antidote to Loneliness
How to survive loss; the transformational power of art; and being fully present
A week ago today, I was awakened at 6 AM to strange guttural sounds. At first, I thought it was coming from outside, then my dog downstairs, and as I leapt out of bed, I knew instantly it was my beloved cat. There, on the closet floor, just under the hanging clothes, my cat of 15 years lay on his side as he struggled to breathe. I got down next to him, gently caressing his head, saying, “I’m here.” My voice caught in my throat and I called to my husband, “Bill,” and the way I said it Bill knew. … [Read more...] about How to survive loss; the transformational power of art; and being fully present
Finding Your Authentic Voice
In 7th grade I couldn’t speak. Well, in my social studies class, that is. I can still remember raising my hand to answer a question posed by the teacher. My mouth was moving but no sound came out. If you’ve ever had a dream in which you’re trying to scream or run away from the monsters but your voice is constricted or your legs won’t work—that’s what it felt like for me. The “monsters" in this case turned out to be my classmates. I had accidentally been placed in the wrong level class. My … [Read more...] about Finding Your Authentic Voice