Nancy Slonim Aronie
Writing from the Heart: A new religion based solely on love
One of my closest friends died last Wednesday night, and I hadn’t had any time to process or participate in any ritual to grieve...
Writing to heal
Last summer, while eating a delicious dinner at the Chilmark Tavern, my dining companion asked me if there were any recurring themes that come...
Writing from the Heart: A letter to my grandchild
Many, many years ago my sister called me on the phone, animated and breathless. She had signed up for a workshop with an organization...
Writing from the Heart: Universal catchall
The other night I was at a friend's house when she was looking for a corkscrew. A bunch of us were in the kitchen...
Writing from the Heart: Not cooked yet
You’ve probably heard the expression that doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result is the definition of insanity. So...
Writing from the Heart: Fandom
There are three levels of fandom: an enthusiastic devotee, an ardent admirer, and a fanatic. Okay, so at first I was No. 1, an...
Writing from the Heart: A pretty face will fade
I swim down at the Mansion House almost every day, and in order to get out of the pool, I have to climb up...
Writing from the Heart: ‘Middlemarch’ redux
Dear everyone who read my last column about the classic book “Middlemarch” –– for those of you who didn’t read it (my column, not...
Writing from the Heart: Have you read ‘Middlemarch’?
You know in that book review section of the New York Times, the interview with a best-selling author? I always read them. When they...
Writing from the Heart: Just yell, ‘Chicken!’
Joel and I were walking along State Road right near our house. We only have to be on the main road for about a...
Writing from the Heart: Whatja get, whatja get?
It’s Christmas Envy time again. I know over the years I’ve complained about how left out I felt as a kid, how on Christmas...
Writing from the Heart: Fashionista
It makes sense that we are made up of many parts, and that those parts are all cohabiting under the one roof of our...
Writing from the Heart: Heart smart
I teach writing workshops and sometimes I start by saying, “We’re alchemists. We can turn hurt into gold. We can dance it, we can...
Writing from the Heart: Where should we begin?
A few months ago, a friend gave me Esther Perel’s party game, Where Should We Begin? It's basically a bunch of cards with questions...
Writing from the Heart: For God’s sake, it’s Sunday
I’ve been thinking a lot about death these days. Maybe it's the dry and curling leaves on the side of the road. Maybe it's...
Writing from the Heart: Special healing powers
It's not just that my major addiction is candy that makes Halloween my favorite holiday, it’s the dressing-up part. It’s such a great excuse...
Writing from the Heart: Interview with self and friends
One of the only sections of the New York Times Sunday paper I read is the book review. And one of the only parts...
Writing from the Heart: De-rustifying
I thought I would never lose it. I thought once you could sing you would always be able to sing. I know I have...
Writing from the Heart: Steak out
I have always wanted to be a vegetarian.
Not one of those rigid, announcing at a dinner party “oh no thank you I don't eat...
Writing from the Heart: Perception and perspective
Before my friend Richard retired from teaching at a fancy college, he was a consultant for a big firm where he worked with the...