Dr. Carolyn Coon

  No, I mean Listen – with a capital ‘L’ not the small ‘l’. I think listening is an acquired art and it is an art to be learned. To listen you must take the time to learn the components of listening. This requires watching as much as listening. Hearing the words that are used and […]

   I sometimes, in my less than rational moments, wonder if mankind is predestined to mess up. We seem to do it with such regularity. However, the questions that emanate are really addressing the ‘now what’: what do you do when you are the source or create a mess? Do you point fingers? Try to subtly disappear?

  Do you have many ‘always’ in your life? Do you think about your always’s? Personally, I find that the older I get the fewer always’s I have, but those I do have are strongly embedded in who I am. I don’t take them out occasionally and dust them off, they are operational in my life

  You’d think by now that I would have grown up! I am old enough – chronologically.  But every day I do or say something that totally disproves this status. It’s really quite frustrating when I consider, at the end of the day, my day and how I’ve done. However, since I believe in forgiveness

  How are your ears? This is not a frivolous question… how do you hear? This is as much a ‘how’ as it is a ‘what’ question. But when it comes to the written word, your ‘how’ takes on even greater importance. First you need to recognize that we all do hear the written word as

  I would argue that we all search for meaning in our lives and I don’t believe I’d get an argument. How we define ‘meaning’ would undoubtedly vary, but the actual searching wouldn’t. We all want our lives to mean ‘something’, count for ‘something’. For me… it is impossible to live without meaning. Why would

  Do you appreciate what/who you have when you have it/them? Or are you, like most of us, the type that really only appreciates after the fact? Is it your memories that remind you what was and colors your now, or do you let your memories sag into… if only I’d… or what if I’d…

  Our days really aren’t typically made up of/inhabited by BIG THINGS. But in staying alert for them, do we miss the little things? Do we not see what’s directly in front of us, a kind of miss seeing the forest for the trees kind of thing? Sometimes I think we miss seeing the trees

  Finding yourself is not a singular, static activity – it’s more of a journey. When you realize that you really are more than the sum of your ‘parts’, that this is an ongoing activity, once started, will never end. There are two other conditions that must be accepted; one is that you have to be willing

  You do realize that it may not be a case of you doing something ‘wrong’, you simply may not be doing something right. And while the right/wrong line may blur a bit, they really are not the same thing. Actually the only commonality is the ‘actor’ – you. Is this simply another not so subtle attempt