In all of my looking at happiness, one thing I noticed right away is that the opposite of happiness isn't unhappiness or even depression, it's anxiety. It is something that can constantly block our happiness, or our chance to reach that sort of meditative state in our work or our home lives.

I think there are different kinds of happiness. We know when we're happy a lot of the time, but then there are those moments that have more of an afterglow, when the happiness has more depth.

New Agers have always told us that we create our own realities. Mind over matter.

When you study postpartum depression, there is a very clear understanding that in communities where you see more support, there is less depression.

I don't know if my mother was a narcissist - or bi-polar or borderline. Those were words she tossed around over the years.

In my experience, staying in a marriage that my ex and I both agreed had all its best moments behind it was epically depressing.

Nourish the world with your words, yo.