Mind Reading

Annapolis, Maryland. 1975-ish. Just after a rain. I was maybe four years old, riding my bike around our dirt driveway in the woods. My training wheels got stuck in the mud and I found myself on a stationary bike, my back wheel spinning an inch above the muck without moving me forward. I felt it beg…

Thoughts on caregiving, the big brutal bill, and a call to save Medicaid, for all of us. Please see the text edition of this newsletter for the full transcript and links, here: https://itslikethis.substack.com/p/waiting-game This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other su…

I wish this story was about an uneventful afternoon a few years ago when my then-teenaged son and I were home alone while my husband was out of town for the weekend. I wish I could tell you my son was watching one of his Pixar movies in the living room and I came down the carpeted stairs with absol…

I lost my composure during a guided meditation on equanimity. Yeah. Equanimity—that steadiness of mind and composure in response to any situation? Well, I’m not a skilled meditator. But at least no one else on the call could see or hear me! In this guided session we were prompted to bring to mind s…