A Turkey Day Toast to The Lovers, The Dreamers, & Me

Thanksgiving officially became my favorite holiday in 1984. Looking back on that year, when I was 13, I remember it as my initial taste of adulthood, when I felt for the first time I was participating in the grown-up world, and I loved it. My family had just moved to a new house in the College View Drive development… Continue reading A Turkey Day Toast to The Lovers, The Dreamers, & Me

My Sacred Journey

Twelve years ago I consulted a spiritual counselor and psychic named Barbara. She lived in Arizona, and we spoke on the phone. We covered the usual issues — would I meet the man of my dreams?  Have children? Find fulfillment in my career? Write a book? Would I ever live anywhere other than New Jersey?… Continue reading My Sacred Journey

Outrunning Grief

Dear Grief, I have tried for months to elude your grip, to avoid your suffocating hands around my throat. Despite the heat, I run on the sunny side of the street, while you dart and dance in my shadow.  I distract myself with puzzles and escape into adventures, I drown out your nagging voice with loud music and noise,… Continue reading Outrunning Grief

The Yin and Yang of Halloween

When I was a child, Halloween at the Morgan household was all about balance: the yin and the yang, the tricks and the treats, the veggies and the candy. My Mom, Bonnie, would make a big pot of homemade vegetable soup, with peas, carrots, peppers, celery, corn, string beans and lima beans, tender and succulent… Continue reading The Yin and Yang of Halloween

J’aime Montréal!

I spent a long weekend wandering the cobblestone streets of Montreal, French conversation tickling my ears, as my senses came alive to the world anew. For the eyes: the works of the designers of both the Empire State Building and Central Park; for the tongue: my first tastes of crepes and Poutine, the best sweet and… Continue reading J’aime Montréal!