We had a great response to our Mother’s Week in May—thank you! With Father’s Day approaching, I couldn’t help but reflect on all kinds of relationships. We’ll be featuring a variety of articles on that theme all month. When I think about relationships, my first instinct is to think about those I have with the people closest to me: my…
Anxiety runs in my family like a river and its tributaries, but until I met my own daughter, I had not fully believed that anxiety could be caused entirely by wiring rather than experience. Her father and I were intimately familiar with the heart-racing, dizzying awfulness of panic, yet we wondered: How could a much-loved baby suffer anxiety? She had…
Clinical psychologist Francine Shapiro was taking a stroll in 1987 when she noticed a curious phenomenon: the movement of her eyes seemed to reduce negative feelings associated with traumatic memories in her past. Her subsequent investigation revealed that other people had similar responses based on their eye movements. Dr. Shapiro’s curiosity didn’t stop there. She went on to develop an…
I recently attended a lecture on “Unleashing Your Voice,” about recognizing who we are. It brought me back to the first time I met my Buddhist teacher, Dr. Joe Loizzo. He and I discussed the way people think they know who they are and what they want in life. Who are we, really? Do we robotically follow the standards that…
Our good friend and Rewire Me contributing author, Dr. Jeffrey B. Rubin, will lead a workshop this summer on the art of flourishing, a central theme of his meditative psychotherapy practice. “Flourishing, the most fulfilling way to live, involves realizing the best within ourselves while enriching the lives of others,” Rubin says. “These pursuits might seem opposed—giving to others can…
I grew up in a house where Friday nights consisted of Dad drunk on the floor shouting, “I love you, Diane!” My mother’s name is Gail. His consistent abuse of me, both verbally and physically, left me in a state of depression. As a child, I was filled with despair and hopelessness. At school, my mind kept wandering off into…
