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The blog includes articles I have written over the last few years, as well as a weekly post where I share what’s on my mind, even if it’s an undeveloped idea that popped up when I was stirring a vat of cheese!

Assisted Living: Teachers, Learning to Whisper, Recovery

It is always my intention to be reliable and consistent, so please receive my sincerest apology and regret for being late with this week’s blog. I think we should all have a

Tailwinds: Attachment, Winds, In Loving Memory

What do Arthur Ashe, Tiger Woods, Serena and Venus Williams, Jackie Robinson, Robert McFerrin Sr., Raven Wilkinson, and Misty Copeland have in common? No this is not a joke or a trick

Hope And Grit: Crashing, Loss, “The FDA Failed Us!”

Coming home from Boston, I crashed into a colossal writer’s block. I had been on such a high for a week. A lifelong introvert, I had been social and interactive the whole

Sshhhhhh… Neglect, Regulation, Neglect Informing Sex Therapy

June is Pride Month, I think around the world. In San Francisco where I live, the skies are more than ever splashed with the color of waving rainbow flags. I love those

On Service: Altruism, Neglect, Love

I happened to catch an interview the other day with US Surgeon General Vivek Murthy. I had heard him before but I was in the car, and there was nothing else on

The Dilemma Without Solution, Revisited: COVID 19, DBR

Covid It was 2020, the COVID 19 Pandemic hit, and like everyone else, I could not meet face to face, and therefore could not practice neurofeedback with my clients. All of us

Mother’s Day: Hollandaise, George Floyd, Prairie Voles

Hollandaise and Mimosas My mind has been swimming with so many thoughts, and so much inspiration since I returned from Boston. I can’t honestly say I have really returned. I wish I

A Place At the Table: Front and Center, Octopi, Poetic Justice

Front Row I’ve just returned from the 35th Annual Boston International Trauma Conference. What is lodged in my head is the very old song by Pete Seeger and the Weavers: Wasn’t that

That’s All She Wrote: Loss, Magic, Found

When I was working my way through graduate school, my last waiter job was in a cute little restaurant near Berkeley Repertory Theater. The chef Johnny, unlike so many chefs, was good-humored,

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