Goodbye to Summer

I fell apart one night (unless sobbing is a type of meditation, which my friend Eric tells me it is) and my son Max offered me sage advice. “Do something joyful,” he told me. “Something that makes you happy.” Summer is almost over, so I’m...

Drifting with Eric Clapton

Living with the blues, I search for them on Youtube. And Clapton sings them for me. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tkm3UOhGN-A]

Andy

Trapped in sadness about my mother, my father is also on my mind a lot. Which is why I find myself searching for Andy Williams online. When he pops up in his skinny Mad Men tie and young face, I cry. I watched Andy Williams with my father every Sunday night....

Living In the Moment

On the way home from Martha’s Vineyard, ┬áI visit my mother. I try to focus on her peacefulness, her lack of anguish or pain. But her life seems so lonely. She is drifting away. One minute she tells me “I’m the baby. Everybody takes care of me.”...

My Father Resurfaces

I sit down on the beach to meditate and my father, gone for twenty years, ┬áresurfaces. Out on the horizon, where he used to go deep sea fishing, he speaks to me. “Look at all these waves. Heartache after heartache, sorrow after sorrow, problems and crises…...