Martha  Clark  Scala

Without some exposure, aren’t we at greater risk of leading drab, antiseptic or joyless lives?

"One foot after the other." It sounds so simple but we all know it’s not. Grief, in isolation, is a hard bridge to cross.

It started out as a personal directive but now it is my universal invitation: Invest in bringing joy back to your life.

The above paragraphs might make it sound like this forgiveness business is easy: it isn’t. But grudges are big fat killjoys . . .

In her poem “Kindness,” Naomi Shihab Nye wrote: “Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other . .

Don’t we get attached to our playbooks too? We think this is how a day should turn out, or how a planned vacation should go, etc.

If we could only keep it in the forefront of our minds that we share the same atoms, how different would our interactions with others be?

Ask for help when you need it. Give help when you can. Isn’t this a recipe for more joy?

Don’t give up when you are thwarted. Expose yourself to the creative work of someone else, and it just might inspire you.

My sincere hope is that you have at least a handful of people in your life who raise you up. It doesn’t even have to be people you know.

Entropy, a noun that is used to describe a concept in physics, also occurs in life beyond science and it is rather daunting. The philosophy

What Mom modeled was a healthy interplay between discipline and reward, or between activities we must do and those that are optional . . .