Passion in Activities

A Lifelong Love of Writing

One letter at a time/Unsplash When I was a child, I was slow to speak.  Family lore had it that I ran before I was a year old but waited until I had passed my second birthday to utter a word.  At that point, sentences tumbled out of my mouth.  Maybe writing is like that for me now – so much mulled over across the years, so many ways of expression considered.  Today, convinced that my journey and [...]

March 27th, 2017|Categories: Self-Love, Well-Being, Writing|Tags: , , |

Christmas Concert Showcases Countless Careers

Last night David and I attended a concert at the Maison de Radio France.  David had purchased tickets months ago, securing seats in the first balcony of the magnificent renovated Auditorium, reopened on November 14, 2014.   Architecture combined with aesthetics to render acoustics astonishingly clear.  After a short walk from where we stay when in Paris, we arrived on a balmy December night to join others in the reassuring Security lines in front of the main entrance.  Soon seated in [...]

December 25th, 2016|Categories: Beauty, Inspiration, Paris & France, Uncategorized, Work|Tags: , , |

A Passion for Yoga Creates Serenity and Inspiration

What does it mean, “to love”? Usually we associate the word with living creatures and feelings and the actions that transpire between them. A parent feeding an infant. An old man walking his also aging dog daily. A tribute to a particularly valued teacher. But “love” can describe any fierce attachment that goes beyond words, any passion that is dictated by the heart. I have written on love of one’s work, and will address love of one’s home and love [...]

July 5th, 2016|Categories: Passion in Activities, Well-Being, Yoga|Tags: , , |

Inspiration and Mastery Expand Love

At Yogaworks, teachers sometimes talk about a “goal pose” for a class. When I was twelve, I first heard Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue and fell in love with the music. The piece quickly became my “goal piece” for the piano lessons I had been taking since third grade. By my senior year in high school, I was able to trill the beginning and make my way through a reasonable facsimile of the first movement. The better I could play it, [...]

A Dentist Finds Meaning in His Work

I watched him carefully contour the temporary crown. He wore magnifying lenses on his forehead while four high-speed tool cables neatly arched across his tray. His assistant carried out requests with the precision of a long-time loving partner who honors his mentor. My dentist sanded and polished, turned and shaped the provisional molar cap that he had created with a malleable impression material. I could feel his love for his chosen work. and wondered if perhaps he had a genetic [...]

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