My Mother, My Self. Really?

By Victoria Foyt

By the time I was married to an artsy filmmaker and had two children, I was confident I was living the life I had dreamed of as a young girl. I had moved from my hometown in Coral Gables, Florida to Los Angeles. I was pursuing an artistic career as a writer and actress in independent films. Long ago, I had traded my conservative upbringing for more liberal principles and a daily meditation practice rooted in Eastern philosophy. I had created a life of my own making.

During a per...