When you reach for your pair of everyday jeans, what are they like? Mine are soft and feel lived in. I love this comfy go to pair because when I slip into them, I know I’m home. Yes, they are commonplace, nothing special about them anymore…

Have you vowed a million times to stop doing certain things, but you keep doing them anyway? Like, you swore you were going to lose some weight and stop snacking in front of the TV after dinner, but you still do it?

Landing here with suspicious alacrity, just peruse the landscape; it looks completely different than the tour guide in more youthful times said it would be. Life was complicated as a teenager, wasn’t it? With hormones sloshing around…

Many of us do not even consider stopping work as an option in retirement. We may plan to work in a different way, different hours, or even utilizing totally different skills. I find exciting the notion that many of us decide to use this opportunity…

I was in my early 50s when I went to South Korea to visit my daughter who was teaching English at Yeugnam University in Taegu. We were invited to the home of the head of her department and served soju, a drink guaranteed…

I know the readers of Sixty and Me are scattered all over the globe. In my little corner of the world last week, right outside Washington, DC, we’d been having winter weather. Snow and ice on top of snow and ice and bitterly cold temperatures…

Older adults, raise your hand if you believe that imagination’s ripeness remains in the realm of children. If your hand shot up, you should know I would’ve joined you – until two months ago…

There’s a feeling you get when you begin to tap into your own wisdom, your power, beauty, self-belief and confidence. It is a feeling unlike any other I have ever experienced. It’s a feeling of being fully ALIVE and totally present in your body…

We all want more love in our lives. But what are we prepared to let go of to make room for the love we seek? To answer that question, we will want to reframe how we perceive self-love. For it is through a new understanding of what self-love…

In their shared studio, awash in sunlight, Gabriella applied oils to the canvas of a fiery sunset. She paused, regarding Marcus with a reflective gaze. “Remember that saying, Marcus: ‘Those who have eyes, let them see.’?” Marcus, engrossed in smoothing…