Internal Medicine

Most of the best things I’ve ever done for myself (that have also benefitted others) have been called stupid crazy or insane by someone (or many people).  That’s one reason I have trouble advising people.  Many times what is best for one person sounds insane to the rest of the world.  Study your own insides.  Leave other people’s insides alone. That’s the best advice I’ve got today.  If only I would take it more often.

The 5-Things Travel Guide

My husband and I are currently excited about our new book, The 5-Things Travel Guide.  In case we don’t get around to writing it (a very real possibility) here is the concept:  for each location, we give you the top 5 things to do, according to us.  For example, Denver.

  1. Izba Spa:  this place is crazy.  If you get their signature treatment, this is how it goes:  hot tub for 15 minutes, 30 minute massage, sauna, beat with branches and covered in honey.  Repeat. I love it.  Read the reviews on Yelp.  They are hilarious.  If you don’t like heat or deep pressure, it’s probably not for you.  I think it’s the best thing in Denver and wouldn’t miss it.
  2. Botanic Gardens: oh, how we love the gardens.  We are members!  Each season brings new beauty and it is a great place to take a long walk through gorgeous nature.
  3. Chef’s Counter at Acorn:  Kate and the rest do such a great job here and sitting at the chef’s counter is the perfect place to take in all the action.  A great restaurant.
  4. Red Rocks:  what can we say?  Even if there is not a concert happening, just walking around this venue is incredible and so close to Denver.
  5. Surrey Ride through Washington Park: warning – this is harder than it sounds.  We did it and loved it but were wishing we had four people pedaling.  Or, you can just walk around the park.


Five years later…

We  have reached a new beginning.  This April, I will be teaching a course called The Tao of Gingerbread House Design + Construction.  I was once a serious small child who ate a lot of butter and sugar.


“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.”

― T.S. Eliot

Clinton vs. Trump

Donald J. Trump, is the Republican nominee for President of the United States and most people I know wonder how anyone, especially a woman, could even consider voting for him.

Here’s how:  Obamacare.  It is, without doubt, the worst thing that has ever happened to me personally as a result of a particular president.  It should be illegal to be forced to buy such an expensive, inferior product.  It is altogether un-American.

For over two years, I was happily uninsured.  I was so scared to make the choice but for a fraction of what it cost to buy insurance I never used, I could practice yoga daily and get weekly massages plus buy all the green smoothies I wanted and have money leftover!  So I stopped buying a product I never used and invested in my health.  I stopped being afraid of what might happen to me and focused on all the good I had.  I remembered that millions and millions of people lived their whole lives without insurance for millions of years.  They didn’t even know what it is.  Guess what?  It worked!  I was happy and healthy and considered those green smoothies good insurance because they were.

Then I met my husband (in part because I was so bright and healthy) and he was shocked that me, a woman approaching 50 years old, would dare go without insurance.  So he bought it for me which I thought was really cute and sweet and generous, which it was. Ironically, I started getting sick.  So I pretended we didn’t have insurance.  I still got sick so we went to the emergency room where they charged us a fortune (for a nice talk and an IV) and our insurance covered almost nothing.  Such a rip off!  I longed for the days when we were Americans free to buy valuable products and disregard the junky stuff.

So that’s one reason perfectly nice smart people might vote for Trump.  He promises to get rid of Obamacare. Here’s another one:  Hillary.  I know a woman, we’ll call her Suzette, who does many “good” things and has her name on buildings and whatnot.  She gives a lot of money to “good” causes.  And, she is the ickiest, sneakiest, creepiest, sickest, grossest, nastiest person I have ever known.  She and Hillary are buds of sorts.  Suzette donates money to Hillary, puts Hillary up in her husband’s homes, organizes big Hillary rallies and fundraisers.  Suzette loves Hillary as much as there is such a  thing in Suzette’s world.  Also, Suzette is a convicted felon, found guilty of crimes involving other people’s money.  Criminal storylines follow Hillary everywhere she goes.  Why?  I don’t know.  But she’s been at it for years.  So that’s another reason.

I understand there are women all over the country who have a dream:  the dream of witnessing a woman president.  My mom is one of those women.  Hillary has the lifelong dream of being president.  Maybe their dreams will come true and I will be happy for both of them.  But it is not my dream, and has never been my dream, to elect a woman president.  Or a black president.  I couldn’t care less about the race or gender of my president, my lawyer, my doctor or my therapist.  I care deeply that all people can thrive in fields they love and for my whole life that has been the case.

I’m not sure I can stomach voting for Trump.  He has shown himself to be a huge prick and I’m so happy I don’t have to sleep with him or talk to him or do his laundry or drive his cars or clean his homes or prepare his taxes or write his memoir.  The level of vulgarity and ugliness is so outrageous it’s funny, as SNL has shown for weeks.Thank you,   SNL.  Also, I want to throw up.  But none of that means he doesn’t have the tools to fix the leak.  He may.

Hillary is a groomed lifelong politician who’s been standing right next to the leak for decades pontificating about how she can fix it.  I don’t believe her.  She may be, like her friend Suzette, willing to say and do anything to achieve her lifelong dream.  Hillary could easily be a wolf in sheep’s clothing.  Suzette sure is.  And, that, I’ve experienced over and over again, is the most wretched thing that can happen to a person, to a family, and to a country.

Why is Hillary running?  Her lifelong dream is on the line.  Why is Donald running?  He believes he can fix the leak, and I can enjoy more time with my loved ones before the ship goes down.  Can he fix the leak?  I don’t know.  Maybe.  I can’t imagine why he’s putting himself and his family through this, except that he believes he has the tools and wants to use them.  His family appears to be holding up very well.

The Clintons, too, appear to be holding up well.  But, of course, they are pros.

We live in a beautiful country and we are free to vote for anyone we want (anyone!) and we are free to stay in bed all day and not vote.  It is an indescribable banquet of beauty and freedom.  It blows my mind.

Today, I am an undecided voter.  I will vote for someone and whoever wins, I will wish them well, hoping they silence their critics with the magnificence  of their work.

After the election:  Well, it happened.  He won.  Remember, it may feel scarier than it actually  is.  Life is beautiful and nothing will ever change that.  Who knows?  He may end up being a wonderful president.  We’ve all been very wrong before.



We have reached the end of this blog.

Thank you for reading. In spiritual terms, success is measured by how efficiently, how effortlessly, we co- create with the universe. Happy 2012 and beyond. I read this recently: Peace doesn’t require two people; it requires only one. It has to be you. The problem begins there and ends there. And all of a sudden…

Leaves Turn.

“What are your goals?” he asked.

My goals are the goals of an apple seed.

I don’t remember how I answered his question but it couldn’t have been more truthful than the apple seed metaphor.

Write what you know.  This standard advice has cost more than one writer a confrere or two. Here it is:

To make the acquaintance of a tree is to gain the counsel of a wise and compassionate friend.  

The last moment of your life is this one.

There’s only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving and that’s your own self. – Aldous Huxley

Enjoy fall.

If it isn’t right, it doesn’t exist.  Satori.  And, still, sometimes, it feels all wrong.

You do not need to leave your room.  Remain sitting at your table and listen.  Do not even listen, simply wait.  Do not even wait, be quiet, still and solitary.  The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet. ~ Franz Kafka

And there’s this.

He Is…

From Zen Buddhism: In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, in the expert’s mind there are few. From Santa Rosa, California, to Wolfeboro, New Hampshire – meet Dodger. He’s ours for a year.  It’s never too late (or too soon) to be united and free.  Journey.

What the Snowflake Knows

Mom, what time is it?

The snowflake knows.

Teacher, who won the War of 1812?

Maybe the daisy will tell you.

Lady, why are you so dumb?

Ask the oak tree.


Snowflake. Daisy. Oak tree.





Stop looking.  Start finding.

Win some or learn someJason Mraz

Comedy keeps the heart sweet  – Mark Twain


I’ll be in Paris and you’ll be in…?

I wanted a certain sacred thing.  I received another – a stage play.   United Parcels is playing Off Broadway where I play a role.  I do not play myself. I am myself. Reality is kinder than the stories we tell about it, and this story is kind.  Ms. Martini plays in New York February 2, 5+6 at Manhattan Rep.

My friend, Wayne, says:  Row your boat gently.  Where?  Down the stream. How?  Merrily.  Why?  Life is but a dream.

And one of my favorite poems (author unknown):

Tired?  Sleep.

Hungry?  Eat.

Sad?  Cry.

What you think about expands. I will be seeing you.  Somewhere.

and please consider with me…

“It takes great learning to understand that all things, events, encounters, and circumstances are helpful.”  ~ A Course in Miracles


“My imperfections and failures are as much a blessing from God as my successes and my talents, and I lay them both at his feet.”  ~ Gandi

And, now, on the advice of Bikram:  eyes open mouth closed.

Fall 2010

As we picked blueberries, she said, “Amy, I’m a lot like you.  I always wanted to be in theatre.”  Hmmm, I thought.  I haven’t always wanted to be in theatre. So why am I in it, I wondered.

It’s about staying connected to our ultimate creative source.  As it turns out, we’re in theatre at the moment.  What’s next? Who knows? It’s fall.  The apples are ripe. Go.  Be.  Do.

All is well.  Only good will come of this. Thank  you.  And from my dad. Pretty cool.


In my twenties: went around and around with someone over Love. He insisted Love always contained hate. It was “law” he declared, like I might get arrested for my beliefs. I disagreed with him then and still do today. Thank you, Eckhart Tolle:

Emotion literally means “disturbance.”  The word comes from the Latin “emovere,” meaning “to disturb.”

Love, joy, and peace are deep states of Being…as such they have no opposite…Emotions, on the other hand, being part of the dualistic mind, are subject to the law of opposites.

In my forties: I write a play about a man who loves a woman (including her weaker places) without phone, email, text message, iChat, Facebook, Skype or USPS. Simply face to face. And, this, from Byron Katie:

is it true?  can you prove it’s true? how do you react when you believe the thought?  who are you without the thought? and who are you without your story?


The Universe loves momentum.  It’s summer. Take a deep breath, be grateful for everything just as it is and swim. Or don’t. Either way, we are loved in spite of it all (and it will be over soon). XO.

actOR – spring ’10

Having recently cast my brother, Dave, in a number of family skits, I am reminded I have a funny brother (as in – he has a great sense of humor).

Due, in part, to his heroic participation in my life, I decided to audition for a role in the local play here in New Hampshire.  Being a minor-league playwright, I’ve had the privilege of seeing actors work hard to memorize my scripts.

I am Julia in “Dilemmas with Dinner” by Robin Roberts (a farce in two acts).  With each rehearsal, I have a better understanding of why Julia says what she says.   Also, I am working with actors who show up, work hard, and go home.  There’s nothing overly emotional about anyone and no one acts like we need to bond over drinks in order to make the show work.

Spring ’10. Dilemmas.

Thanks, Dave.

Warm Winter

Even on the loneliest night, when it seems there is no one else on earth willing to travel such a strange and magical road, you will find your tribe out walking among the stars.

Martha Beck.

The secret of life is to “die before you die” – and find that there is no death.

Nothing happened in the past; it happened in the Now.  Nothing will happen in the future; it will happen in the Now.

Eckhart Tolle.

The Four…The Seven…What if the whole universe wanted to work on your behalf?  Would you say yes? It is winter.  The trees have no leaves.  Shout at the trees for having no leaves and the trees will bear witness to our tantrums.  Nature acts.  It does not speak; explain; justify.  Thank you.

We’re together when we’re together and when we’re apart we’re together.  Happy Winter.  Love.

Sculpting the Light

Sculpting the Light is a term photographers use when working to create specific images.  I’m using it too. Be light.  You already are.

Fall ’09.  It’s all about neuroplasty.

and…from “The Power of Now” by Eckhart Tolle:  “Water?  What do you mean by that?  I don’t understand it. This is what a fish would say if it had a human mind.”

Stay great. You already are.


Summer ’09…


A Failure of Nerve, Edwin H. Friedman
Romans 8:28


Take good care of your hearts, your minds and
your souls.  Protect your valuables.

Be careful what you swallow, especially when you’re thirsty.

A little girl with no mommy, no money, no conscience.
When she grew up, nothing could stop her.  Nothing.
What does she deserve?
She’s got it.
The end.


There is a place where the water is clean +
There is a time when peace prevails +
There is a gift that transforms =

Here.  Now.  Listen.  Thank you.

Happy Summer!

Ancient Wisdom


From Genesis –

It is not good for man to be alone…
For this reason a man shall leave his father and his mother,
and be joined to his wife…

The Lesson?  I’m still learning.

And is it me, or is it creepy when aging men (and women) eagerly wait for young girls to reach their eighteenth birthdays?   It’s enough to make a person puke.

Note to self – for techniques on maintaining direction and stability: Martha Beck’s “Steering by Starlight” and David Burns’ “Feeling Good -the new mood therapy.”  Beck’s description of clean pain and dirty pain is magnificent.

Another note to self – It is spring.


Winter Flurries…

Children are sacred.
Parenthood is holy.                     images-1

…be your highest and best selves by taking action to liberate your souls (even if you’re scared) to live in light and health.  Remember, sometimes, the emperor has no clothes and you know it.  Say it.  In a perfect world, he’d be grateful, laugh and get dressed.  In this world, you might inspire bravery and sanity in yourself and others (if you survive).

Laugh at the devil.

Where there is money.
Where there are young trusting girls.
Where there is death.

The pedophile says: don’t tell your mother.
The pedophile is driven by the need for power.

Remember there are two kinds of resignation – one motivated by despair and the other by unconquerable hope.  Sometimes it’s best to serve bacon and eggs with a smile.

Fear is the friend
who’s misunderstood.
But I know the heart of life is good
John Mayer

I wonder…
What will we destroy next?
What will we create next?

It is winter.  I will hibernate with peace.  Join me?

a safer place…summer ’08

Everyone dies.

Evil kills. Hearts unravel. Vultures circle.
Hope Floats. Truth lives. Bluebirds Sing.

May summer find you skinny-dipping in the rain, reading in the sunshine, and remembering the words of Dan Zadra – worry is a misuse of imagination; and the words of Abraham Lincoln – truth is generally the best vindication against slander.

Life is short.
Wherever you are.

Fly. Be free. Be well.

Peace. For you, at last.

spring ’08


I once knew a woman who celebrated Easter, focusing on the Resurrection, with unusual zeal. I discovered why. But even those of us who are not fugitives, convicted felons, in need of new life, commit crimes against ourselves; others; the universe; and children, all of which deserve perfect Love.

It is spring. May you play in the rain, dance with the wind, enjoy the sun on your cheeks and, yes, discover new life. When spring turns to summer, I’ll write again and hope to find you well. I’ve become a seasonal blogger. Thanks for reading. XO.

I’m Not Whistling…

I’m Dog-sitting in Des Moines.

From time to time I launch into a monologue I wrote a few months ago. Jake’s a good sport; he hears it a lot and always acts like he loves it. He’s such a smart dog (I am Food Girl II). Besides, some of you remember, if I’m in the kitchen I’m calling it cooking. xo. And, if I move to Des Moines, this could be my address.

Monologue written for gg ~ single sarasota girl. Recorded by photojournalist, Brad Argo.

Writers’ Block


I don’t mind living with a writer.

I think she meant me. Let’s face it, writers like to sleep. Sleeping equals working. Dawdling equals working. Eating ice cream? Working.

Some believe writers should not be allowed to marry. Fine. These people were probably married to writers (or rejected by writers). Anna Quindlen’s husband said something like: can’t you get me a beer without writing about it? Her response was a 250-page tome.

I’m not going to marry her but it’s nice to know I could (in some states at least)(if she’d have me).