Someone asked me the other day how I’m adjusting to the empty nest, and I said, quite honestly, that I hadn’t had a chance to notice the nest was empty.

I’m learning through a new gratitude practice that it’s not just certain people and things that bring me joy. It’s everyday, run-of-the-mill experiences.

In relationships, grace is that moment when we realize we’ve reached our limits and call a truce before we push each other off the ledge.

It’s easy to get discouraged by the stories we hear about people not getting along. But for the most part, we do a pretty good job of making space for each other.

When we look forward in our life, we believe that we’ll always feel and think the way we do today. But we seldom do.

For years I’ve struggled with a propensity to stay busy and an uneasiness, even a sense of guilt, when I stop being productive.

I wasn’t paying attention. I was thinking of something else. And suddenly I was somersaulting across the forest floor.

Happiness isn’t something that we can acheive. It’s something we grab on to, right here, right now.

The middle part of life is a time for new interests, hobbies, and friendships. We have time again. Little by little.

A recent experience reminded me that loneliness often is a choice. And we can choose connection instead.

Project paralysis happens when we think we have to do it all now. Overwhelmed by the bigger picture, we can’t seem to start.

Midlife is all about change. But some of these changes are pretty great. Here are a few things I really love about being in my 40s.

I take a selfie when I want to capture a moment of happiness. So looking back at the handful of selfies I took last year is telling.

A sign that the news is too much for you? You can’t stop or pull yourself away from it.