Am I meditating or visualizing? And does that matter?

Forgive me, dear reader, asĀ  I toggle back and forth between two super duper important topics today: 1) The painfully slow, but actually happening, redecoration of my home office and 2) my newly re-upped discipline around meditation, and how it’s already having a positive impact on my life. Why the toggling? Because, as you’ll soon…

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Whew, thank goodness Rupa Mehta likes my “One Word”

Before we get started, may I please take a sec to cast a spotlight on my fellow birthday buddies? Lauren Hutton and Martin Scorsese. Two very cool cats. A cool Scorpio girl cat and a cool Scorpio boy cat. Not that I’m biased, but I consider Scorpio to be the most bitching sign in the…

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It’s super sad so many moms aren’t sleeping

I just read two excellent pieces on the borderline-tragic phenom of mothers who can’t sleep. One was in the New York Times, and corralled a number of different voices, many of whom discussed their more-than-occasional reliance on OTC and prescription meds. The other, in the November issue of Town & Country, is an intensely researched…

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It all starts and ends with managing your mind

I woke up this morning thinking about Olivier Theyskens, the Belgian fashion wunderkind. (Actually, he’s getting up there in years, so he’s not quite so kind-y. But he’s so damn talented that he’s eternally wunder-y.) It’s not so much that I was thinking about Olivier’s work – although it’s amazing, and I’m thrilled he’s now…

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Visual proof that I am, in fact, knitting

Oh my. There is a waaaaaaay too much horrible stuff happening in the world at the moment. I’m afraid to turn on the TV, or flip through the news on my iPad, and I literally can’t get this un-cheery Clash song out of my head. All the more reason why I’m happy to be having…

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Meditating by the marina. Smart. Really smart.

Chez Moi is a little topsy-turvy at the moment. We’re having the Wee Lass’s bedroom painted and closet tricked-out, we’re sprucing up the third floor hangout zone (and P90X Central), and I’m taking full advantage of this Mercury retrograde by excavating and organizing every square nano-inch of this place. The pantry just got a total…

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