Ann Minnett, Author

A writer friend sent me this quote, encouraging me to disregard the internal censor that second-guesses what I write.                 It's a simple formula: Do your best and somebody might like it. --Dorothy Baker   I think, Here’s a topic for my April blog post! It is approximately 8:50 a.m. Who is Dorothy Baker? I google her. Sure enough, Ms. Baker was a novelist in the mid-20 th century and wrote: Cassandra at the Wedding , Young Man with a Horn , and Trio. She enjoyed both success and some notoriety. Scanning photos of multiple Dorothy Bakers, one looks like a writer but further searches reveal her to be a missionary. Finally, I’m certain that the fuzzy photo at right is Dorothy Baker, Novelist. It is now 9:49 a.m. The Google entry following Novelist Dorothy Baker is Dorothy Baker, Madam—different women, but both were born in Montana and lived at about the same time. Dorothy Baker #2, ...

  I have found yoga, friends. And rather than beat myself up for not beginning my practice decades ago, I am so grateful to have found it at all. I completed a questionnaire at my first session. It asked me for basic information about myself, injuries that might affect my practice, and the ubiquitous Where did you hear about us? I answered Word of mouth, but the truth was this: I had seen two of their instructors on the main street of our little town and thought, I want what those gorgeous, unfussy, healthy women have. Every woman I know who practices yoga walks with a grace and purpose. As with any new endeavor, there was much more to be gained than firmed batwings and good posture. I’ve learned the value of meditation. What used to be a waste of time (Let’s get on with the task at hand!), has become my favorite time of day. After practice, meditation is the tingly relief of a quiet body. At home it has become a time of being, listening, and sometimes prayer. My 21 m...