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Not many weeks go by when I don't think about Bill Mould, left, who was as close to a life mentor as I've had. Let me correct that: He WAS my life mentor. And I miss him terribly. There's so much I'd want to tell him, were he here. I met Bill when I was a college freshman and he was the dean (known as "the master") of South Carolina College, the honors program at the University of South Carolina. He shepherded me into intriguing classes designed to build upon my synthetic op

Autumn leaves. Oh, how I love them. I'm writing this blog the morning of Sept. 2, the first day after Labor Day. I know it's not autumn...

I've spent years on that question — "radical acceptance and contentment, or radical development and growth?" — even though I wasn't aware that kind of contentment was much of a possibility till my early 30s. Actually, I think I've only been really getting the idea since I turned 60. Early in life I was aware of my need and desire to grow — to learn, to explore, to change plans, to deepen experiences, to have adventures, to change or evolve ("not the same thing!" I can hear

New Year's Eve has long been my favorite holiday. It's not because of the big celebrations, as I tend to keep things relatively quiet on...

Every morning after meditation, I write a 10-item gratitude list. When a coach first suggested it, I said something like, "Sorry, that's...

Joseph Chaikin, far right, in Megan Terry's "Keep Tightly Closed in a Cool Dry Place" with the Open Theatre. He sure knew another world....