30 years ago, a women's group asked me what my story was. It was a foreign concept to me, and I didn't know how to answer. Then these women shared "their" stories: again, and again and again in the many years that I knew them. Then, when teaching at a cancer "support" group, I saw, once again, women "sharing" their stories which all began with "I am a cancer survivor". Are you the story you tell yourself? Do you want that to be the limiting factor of you? Do you want

Falling into Good Habits A reprint from my article for DaoUSA.org . It is autumn.  The weather is changing.  Birds are migrating. Hmmm. ...

This isn't about leftovers - or as my mother would say, "Same song, second verse." It is about - how complex doesn't necessarily mean...