A Mindful Approach to Suffering

How do you start your day?

“What is my purpose in life?”

The alarm seemed to go off earlier and earlier. I’d grab my phone to stop the noise. The one barely opened eye it took to complete the task would manage to see the long list of social media, email and text notifications that poured in while I was sleeping. I’d disconnect the thing from the […]

I teach people about mindfulness, I practice it every day. Naturally every day offers something new to learn, but some days (or in this case, some weeks) offer more of a “back to the drawing board-refresher course” opportunity. If you follow me on social media, you may know that I hosted a live event last […]

I remember the first time I heard that pain is inevitable, but suffering is an option. I absolutely didn’t buy it. In fact, I was incensed. In my Italian Catholic family, suffering is simply what you do when something horrible happens.  Or even, when something horrible might happen.  We are a family overflowing with empathy. We love […]

It’s the end of April and it finally feels like spring in Connecticut. Truth be told, I’ve never really understood why people around here are so big on spring. To me it’s always seemed grey, wet, and muddy. It’s different this year though. Maybe it’s because of the long/late winter, or the fact that I’ve […]

Noise.  Just the word can up-level your stress – yet interestingly, silence can have the same effect.  It’s not what’s happening on the outside of your head that’s creating the problem – it’s the endless swirl of thoughts inside.  The noise, or lack of it, simply complicates your thinking process and adds to your feeling of […]

I recently happened upon a headline that read “Mindful Sweeping.” I didn’t read the article, but the idea flew around my head for a bit. Last night, coming home from an all day event, it finally made sense. This week had a number of long days. Driven by back to back trainings, client sessions, and meetings, […]

While driving home from an event last week, my 18 year old son and I shared an order of cajun fries. Max strategically pushes all of my buttons while simultaneously cracking me up. Needless to say, the banter was lively. Before we knew it, the fries, something we both consider a treat and an indulgence, were gone. […]