Having my first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the season on my birthday is a long birthday tradition for me.

This year, in keeping with my goals, is the fist time ordering it with soy milk and no whip. Better for me, the planet, and still tastes great!


You know when you are a little kid and you hear someone say they are 55 and that just seems so, old? Well, now that I’m here I realize just how silly that is. The truth of the matter is that at 55 I feel like I’m in the best shape of my life — both physically and mentally. I often quip that I’m not getting older, I’m getting better. And I really do believe that.

This year, I’m treating my birthday like a new year. I’ve come up with a few personal projects; things I plan to start today (above). I’ll revisit this list often. Check things off at 56 if completed. Consider their value via the results.

Other than that, I have no more wisdom to pass along other than that I try to practice every day: Kindness, compassion, and love — beginning with yourself.

Sometimes, the universe puts a pebble in your shoe. Something or someone who is just annoying enough to make you stop, remove your shoe, and consider a less rocky path.