I am sitting at the dining table from my childhood. It is at my sister’s house, which is much bigger than the house we grew up in. It is a dull gray day and I am looking out the window, contemplating the meaning of ‘home’. It is one month since Read more…
Every day, we make choices. Life is full of choices. There are big-ticket decisions like where to go on vacation and everyday options like mustard or mayo. I talk a lot about conscious choices. I think that means more than making ethical choices about the food I eat or the Read more…
I ease up on the gas, maintaining a limit of 65. I do not ease up on my death grip on the steering wheel. I’m leaning forward, every muscle tensed and tuned into every sound coming from the car. I need to intuit what the eff is going on, and Read more…
August 25. leg 1 I’m supposed to be hitting the road by noon. I’m supposed to have already sent boxes by media mail, the cheapest way to ship weighty items when time is not of the essence. I am a great planner, but not always an awesome executor of plans. Read more…
It’s a trip. It’s a gas. It’s a revelation. I’m halfway through my solo road trip across the country. It’s a banquet of experiences and I’m gorging myself silly. There’s much to digest but too much to share at my quick nightly stops. There are multiple stories happening every day, Read more…
Mormon tour guide @ Cove Fort, UT Lynn-Marie closed the Big Book and slid it back on the shelf. She picked up the receiver to check for the tone that signaled there was a voicemail message but no one had called. This was the second appointment that her sponsee had missed. Read more…
overheard @ The Ivy, Santa Monica, CA 8 min @ The Ivy Shelley heard the tell-tale ringing in her ears. She’d had too much to drink. The very nice woman beside her at the bar was laughing her big wide laugh but Shelley couldn’t hang onto the thread of the Read more…
Change is not hard. I’ve said the opposite forever but I’m revising my position. Ah, change within change, how meta. Change is not difficult if you remain curious. If you’re more curious you’re less afraid. Fear is always an element of the unknown and unfamiliar; but being curious means being receptive and welcoming Read more…