by Carol S. Hyman In these days when individual psyches erupt in unthinkable violence and our social fabric seems to harbor dark and toxic stains, it can be tempting to turn away and ignore the ugliness and hatred. After all, even if we suspect that we are all parts...
by Carol S. Hyman Like most small children, I ran to my mother whenever I was hurt. The first time I brought her a splinter too deep for tweezers, she told me to sit tight and she’d be right back. When she returned with a needle and book of matches, I was curious,...
by Carol S. Hyman The Greeks acknowledged love’s nuances with many names. This year my Valentine goes out to America, wishing for a wave of love to sweep over our land, an upswelling of pragma, the word the Greeks used for a love built on commitment, understanding,...
by Carol S. Hyman It’s that time of year again, only this year it’s different. When I was a child, pondering the question of what I wanted for Christmas was pretty much a year-round activity. Even if my wildest desires had to be whittled down to the best I could...
by Carol S. Hyman
by Carol S. Hyman 1989 marked the first use of the word “viral” to describe the rapid spread of information, according the Oxford English Dictionary. Or so I read on a website; not having an online subscription to the OED, I couldn’t fact-check, but it seems...
by Carol S. Hyman In these days when individual psyches erupt in unthinkable violence and our social fabric seems to harbor dark and toxic stains, it can be tempting to turn away and ignore the ugliness and hatred. After all, even if we suspect that we are all parts...
by Carol S. Hyman Like most small children, I ran to my mother whenever I was hurt. The first time I brought her a splinter too deep for tweezers, she told me to sit tight and she’d be right back. When she returned with a needle and book of matches, I was curious,...
by Carol S. Hyman The Greeks acknowledged love’s nuances with many names. This year my Valentine goes out to America, wishing for a wave of love to sweep over our land, an upswelling of pragma, the word the Greeks used for a love built on commitment, understanding,...
by Carol S. Hyman It’s that time of year again, only this year it’s different. When I was a child, pondering the question of what I wanted for Christmas was pretty much a year-round activity. Even if my wildest desires had to be whittled down to the best I could...
by Carol S. Hyman In the last century, during dark days and nights lighted by bombs and fires, a woman told Winston Churchill that the best thing he had done was to give people courage. Illuminating the kind of leader he was, he replied, “I never gave them courage. I...
by Carol S. Hyman 1989 marked the first use of the word “viral” to describe the rapid spread of information, according the Oxford English Dictionary. Or so I read on a website; not having an online subscription to the OED, I couldn’t fact-check, but it seems...