What I Have Not Loved
As I write this, I have just returned from a long journey across the country and into my past. I'm home again, but the journey is not over and I expect to retrace my steps back and forth for some undetermined length of time. The physical journey, however long, is...
Friction
When I am struggling, I frequently find myself gifted with exactly the idea I need to help me step back, take a breath, and reframe. It always feels like a miraculous bit of synchronicity. When it happens I remember to have faith in myself, faith in the vagaries of...
When Money Came to Lunch
Regular readers will know I struggle with money. The first time I wrote about it was here. About three months ago, I came across a creative prompt suggesting inviting Money to dinner and seeing what happened. I wanted to engage with it. I didn’t want to engage with...