by Sandy Weiner on February 8, 2010
The temperature yesterday was in the mid-teens, and the brisk walk from my car, parked in the seventies, to Columbus Circle in the fifties, brought color to my cheeks, the air visible in small puffs as my friend and I reunited for the beginning of a three-hour dynamic conversation. This friend and I met over twenty years ago, and our lives have continuously dovetailed, through our work and our families. We first got to know each other on Passover, at a hotel in the Catskills, where my husband and hers were both featured speakers/performers. We quickly bonded over a mutual love of healthy food and lively honest conversation, heading back to my hotel room with her two kids and my three children to continue the dialogue while I nursed my infant baby boy.
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by Sandy Weiner on February 3, 2010
I frantically searched for my wedding ring. I looked everywhere. Was it in my pocket? On the counter by the kitchen sink? Did I put it on my nightstand before going to bed? It was in none of the logical places, and eventually, I gave up the search. My wedding ring was lost and I needed to move on.
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by Sandy Weiner on January 29, 2010
I just came from my Rabbi’s Friday morning Torah class on the portion of the week, “Beshalach”, in the book of Exodus. At the end of the portion, we read about Amalek, the force of evil that comes in every generation. Amalek shows up right after the Jews have left Egypt. After a 40 years (or 200 year according to some commentaries) enslavement, they have been liberated in a big way, wondrous miracles revealed to them as the Red Sea splits to allow them to cross. Moses. Once they get to the other side, they immediately lose faith, complaining that the water is bitter. Once again, there is a major miracle, where a tree in the water renders the water sweet.
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by Sandy Weiner on January 28, 2010
There is a certain magic that happens when a group of women gathers together and shares from their hearts. I have witnessed this every time I’ve led a Process Painting coaching workshop. I feel like Mickey Mouse in Fantasia, waving my magic wand, and letting the wonders unfold. I have no control over the outcome. I merely put the pieces in motion, and the rest is serendipitous.
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by Sandy Weiner on January 25, 2010
Today’s post is a bit goofy. I have been answering some author queries on HARO, or help a reporter out, a web site devoted to authors, journalists, and the like to find material for their articles, blog posts, and TV shows. A few months ago, I was featured as a life coach on someone’s website in Australia, and today, I was chosen to possibly be featured on an AOL network post, Amazing Proposals and Engagements. Here’s my story…
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The temperature yesterday was in the mid-teens, and the brisk walk from my car, parked in the seventies, to Columbus Circle in the fifties, brought color to my cheeks, the air visible in small puffs as my friend and I reunited for the beginning of a three-hour dynamic conversation. This friend and I met over twenty years ago, and our lives have continuously dovetailed, through our work and our families. We first got to know each other on Passover, at a hotel in the Catskills, where my husband and hers were both featured speakers/performers. We quickly bonded over a mutual love of healthy food and lively honest conversation, heading back to my hotel room with her two kids and my three children to continue the dialogue while I nursed my infant baby boy.
