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Holidays and Loss Part 1: The Da Vinci Method for Songs of the Season

Holiday season does not stop and wait for the heart to heal.  When you have just lost some aspect of your life that you held dear to your heart–a loved one, a home, the means to support yourself, a pet, a friend–you might find yourself in a store or with the radio on in your car and the traditional holiday carols grip at your heart and overwhelm you with sadness. 338 more words

Raeleen Mautner

How to Make Your New Surroundings Feel Like Home

(Photo courtesy Rich Tortorigi)

At various times in our lives, we are called to find a new place to call “home”. Whether downsizing from a large to a smaller house; embarking on a cross-country move required for work purposes, or fulfilling your dream to explore another part of the world, there is no question that moving can be scary. 608 more words

Raeleen Mautner

The Day My Fingernails Sent Me A Message

One day I was walking around in a dress I really liked, accessories coordinated and in general I felt pretty good when I happened to catch  a glimpse in the mirror. 259 more words

Raeleen Mautner

Every now and then a gorgeous, unique wardrobe piece

You don’t have to have a million dollars to look like you do. The other night when I was making a presentation, some of the people in the audience began to comment on how much they loved my fashion sense. 360 more words

Raeleen Mautner

Let it Rock, Stay Safe, and Reassemble

The Weather forecast for the NorthEast is not good. Our CT govenor said the storm was following its predicted “script” and that script will “end in disaster”. 249 more words

Raeleen Mautner

"I sing because I can't dance"

Massimo Ranieri is one of the most loved and admired contemporary Italian singers in the world today. From  a young age, I  couldn’t help but be gripped by songs like “erba di casa mia”, “surdato innamorato”, o rose rosse per te”. 312 more words

Raeleen Mautner

Save One Event for "Speciale"

When I was a kid, each year on my birthday, my father packed us all in the car and drove us to NYC for lunch at the “automat”. 354 more words

Raeleen Mautner