Posts by Linda Marsanico

Three-to-five minutes whiz by quickly. In this short bit of time I can text, check phone messages, read an article in The New York Times. Or, I can choose to meditate – to find myself on the road to different dimensions, and to build what I call the ‘muscle’ of meditating. Once developed, this ‘muscle’…

For over twelve years of Wednesdays, I have hung out near 42nd Street and Vanderbilt Avenue. Among my three offices, the Grand Central space was my favorite. The area is vibrant and beautiful, has beautiful architecture, and is immensely convenient. In a complicated—,late last year a new landlord took the lease. The thought occurred to…

cover image by Anna Armona February, at one time, was a dreaded month for me. I visualize the seasons on the face of a time clock with January in the number twelve position and February at one o’clock. As we swing down the clock, we descend into the cold, even frigid temperatures of the Winter.…

Valentine’s Day was celebrated last week. Red paper hearts, candy replicas and cupids floated from ceilings or were pasted on store windows. Red boxes of chocolate candy were displayed to entice us toward purchase. In a restaurant for dinner, a father and adorable 3 year-old-son gave a long-stem red rose to ‘mommy.’ On this day,…