Share Tomorrow, on the American Thanksgiving, I won’t be waking up in a house full of people, smelling a turkey baking in an oven, looking forward to a day of friends or family or football watching or stuffing myself with an abundance of gravy-covered dishes and whippped-cream covered desserts until I pass out in a [...]
About Elizabeth Potts Weinstein
Life, Certainty, and Turning 37 on Facebook.
Share It’s already my birthday on Facebook. I just checked and twenty-six people have written birthday messages on my wall – some close friends, some clients, some people where our entire relationship is based upon someone mistakenly clicking Approve. They wrote messages of a simple wish, an insider joke, a personal thank you, odd little [...]
The Three People You Meet in the Woods
Share On Sunday morning I went for a three hour walk through the Santa Clara hills. These are the people I found. The first person is telling a story. Persons of the first travel in packs. You can hear these pods of two, three, seven coming from a hundred feet away, their excited voices piercing [...]
Reflections of a Midnight Insomnia.
Share Some of you know that a week ago I got my second tattoo, on the inside of my right wrist. The tattoo reads: “Accept” This post does not that explain the tattoo. This post is about the ramifications. I just returned from wandering around the block of my apartment complex, a few minutes after [...]
Tattoos, Pedicures, and Falling in Love.
Share Our other adventures took place under the manic of post-divorce, wandering the strip of Las Vegas and the streets of Manhattan and the Loop of Chicago, giggling, sharing non-stop, following the flow to the hotel room of a strange man or to video tape chocolate on my butt or to the falafel that you [...]
I'm Elizabeth Potts Weinstein, a writer, teacher, and coach.