The latest edition of Martha Stewart's Body & Soul magazine features a story called "Hooked on Psychics."  It's an intimate, first-person account of the author becoming more or less "addicted" to psychic readings. At her worst, the author admits to having called as many as 10 psychics in one day--and at $1.99 to $19.99 an hour, this habit became a terribly expensive addiction. She eventually had to hide it from her friends and family and find the resources to recover from it, one step at a time. What is it about getting a psychic reading that is so alluring?  The path of life can be challenging and full of an overwhelming number of options that we never had before. A psychic

Dating can be such a tricky game. It too often seems that each sex is innately wired to drive the other a mild form of crazy. Too often, indirect communication and clever one-upsmanship are common ways in which men and women communicate. How often are wonderful first dates never followed up on? How often do women call their friends to help them decipher what a man "really" means? On top of all that, there's the little question of your own level of interest to contend with when it comes to dating. Is he really the potential partner worth fussing about? When a lot of the people you know are married, does it become difficult to trust your own instincts? Servet Hasan's new book Tune

Even though Maureen Dowd wrote about women's happiness at the New York Times more than a month ago, I'm still thinking about it today. Research shows that women's levels of happiness decrease as they age. Based on the research she has read and the women she has talked to, Dowd draws a bold conclusion: "Women around the world are in a funk." Do you think this is true? If it is, what is this "funk" all about? We have a free life to design as we will, but it seems even the most externally happy and succesful women begin to feel bogged down by the choices they have made. We choose to pursue a career, commit to a loving partner, and maybe have children. We choose to stay engaged with the

I've always loved Rumi's poetry, but every time I hear this one, I nearly stop in my tracks. Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense. I've been thinking about this "field" Rumi refers to as dreams -- and daydreams, specifically. Daydreaming has a bad reputation as an unproductive activity. But have you ever had a daydream about your own life so vivid that it gave you a sense of hope? Helped you see the solution to a difficult challenge? I find that my daydreams allow me to creatively resolve