I Took A Trip To The Moon

Hi, Boomers, I’ve been busy it seems. I started a new writing project. Not a book but a monologue on a theme that is to be part of the Jewish Women’s Theater group salon readings for this coming year. This

The Dog Days Are Over

Hi, Boomers, It’s the eve of August 31st, 2010. It’s technically the beginning of the end of the dog days of summer. The end of the week marks Labor Day and the beginning of a fall cycle – back to

Expect the Unexpected

Hi, Boomers, I’m excited today. In fact, I’ve been excited all week. I feel like I’m high all the time because adrenalin has been surging through my body with more than its usual speed. It was a good work week,

Notes From the Hindu Underground

Hi, Boomers, I’m home and the emersion back to reality has not taken place yet. Hey, the day is almost over and maybe I won’t be jarred back into the daily news. A weariness is beginning to creep into my

Up in the Air

Hi, Boomers, A few thoughts on travel before I leave for Bali. Bali. It sounds romantic and so “eat, pray, lovish.” Let’s set the record straight. I’m not going to Bali because of Ms Gilbert’s book. While I found her

Penelope Sweet

Hi, Boomers, I never even gave being a grandmother a thought until one day five and a half years ago, I became a grandmother to Jordan Mac. And then two years later, Luc Daniel was born. Okay, two grandsons. That’s

I Get High With A Little Help From My Friends

Hi, Boomers, Ah, yes. The bliss of a yoga retreat. There is nothing quite like the beauty of going somewhere special and joyfully doing nothing but yoga, chanting mantras, encountering holotropic breathing (an LSD high without the LDS), vegan cuisine,

Retreating and Transformation

Hi, Boomers, Sometimes you just have to say: Enough! I’m full. I can’t take it anymore. There is no more energy left. I’m spent. Basta! Sometimes destiny plays a role in my life. Sometimes the “others” get in the way

It’s Gone Live: Sixty, Sex, & Tango, Confessions of a Beatnik Boomer

Hi, Boomers, When I started out to write Sixty, Sex, & Tango, Confessions of a Beatnik Boomer two years ago June, I began to write my memoir by accident. I really wanted to do stand up comedy. Odd that everyone

The Brain Matters

Hi, Boomers, I was strolling on the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica Saturday morning, walking toward the AMC theater to see “Inception” and enter the dreamscape of the mind. The annual UCLA health fair was in full swing. Booths