Let’s Hold Hands When We’re Old
I was leaving Panera, hotfooting it back to work, when I witnessed the sweetest thing. An ancient couple holding hands and meandering slowly.
Energy Medicine
Baggage Overload
“I’m packed!” Everything ready for my upcoming journey to Peru, I called my husband to lift my suitcase for the ritual of guesstimating the weight.
Everything I Own Is Temporary
Everything I own is temporary. Brilliant ideas, coveted objects. Valued relationships, my very personhood. Nothing protected from an unseen hand.
SisterHood is Heading Back to School
As a kid, I had mixed feelings about going back to school. I loved the freedom of summer days running around and sleeping under the stars.
Breathe Like a Dolphin
Dolphins sleep with one eye open. It’s not that they are inherently suspicious creatures. Actually, they are quite lovely in their social engagement.
Label Me This?
I had a lot of conversations and emails after my last blog on gender fluidity. Thanks for that. Someone asked if we making too much of these labels.
