Category Reflection

Writing has always seemed to me a kind of alchemy. The old alchemists believed that hidden within common and seemingly worthless substances lay the possibility of transformation. Their work began with the prima materia — dark, unformed matter — and…

Gratitude is not naïveté. It is a way of seeing. Recently, a professional friend told me she was more of a “glass-half-empty” person than a “glass-half-full” one. She admitted she needed optimistic people around her because otherwise life could begin…