“Did you get your English paper back today?” “Yes, Mom.” “Let me see it.” (pause) “A minus….that’s great – but what could you have done better?” My mother was very proud of my academic abilities. Her...

From the time I was a little girl I had always been called flexible. I remember spending hours on the floor of my room, sitting between my knees, feet splayed out to the side, working on one craft project...

“Robbin, how are you doing with everything that’s going on right now? Are you ok?” “Yeah, I’m fine, I guess,” I answered. “There’s really nothing I can’t handle.” If I didn’t say those words aloud, I...

WARNING: This post contains Alexander Technique Jargon, the understanding of which could be hazardous to what you thought you knew about your health. “So, if you just let go…. There, right there… you’ll...

The phone rang in New York. “Robbin, we’d like to offer you a job teaching music in Baltimore, MD. It’s a big job – formerly we had the job divided into one full and one part-time position, but we’d like...

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​I wake up early, my husband still gently snoring beside me. Almost furtively, I wonder “If I reach over and grab my iPad off the floor, will that wake him up?” I’m 59 years old. I didn’t grow up addicted...

“Your pelvis is a bowl. And it’s filled with the most wondrous liquid of light. Glide that bowl over your legs without spilling a drop.” Try as I might, my “bowl” kept getting stuck over my right hip....

​The chipped black kitchen timer ticked loudly, mechanically, incessantly from it’s perch on top of the piano. Playing a few desultory notes, I looked up at it balefully. God, I hated that thing. We’d...

​I grew up in a 1950’s split-level tract house. It had a staircase up and another staircase down in the center of the house, leading to the bedrooms and the “Rec” room respectively. Today we’d call it...