Glenn and I recently enacted a “two week cooling off period” after we finish adventures. It turns out that when we are riding high from our latest amazing experience, we can make somewhat questionable decisions about our next adventure. Case in point, before we had even gotten on our plane departing a recent visit to […]
It’s important to lean into experiencing those things that simultaneously scare the crap out of you…and ignite your curiosity. My recent experience in the Azores was just that!
Moving through the world in a fat body can be filled with trials and tribulations…but it can also be filled with tremendous joy and adventure. I recently needed to remind myself of that fact.
It is my most fervent hope that everyone has the chance to have at least one magical person who comes into your life — at the exact moment you need them — and transforms everything for the better. Bea was that person for me.
On the surface, she was my high school English teacher. In reality, she was the cornerstone of the foundation upon which I’ve built the amazing life I have today. This is not an overstatement.
I was a bit lost after I quit my job in terms of figuring out how to still be a productive member of society. I knew I was passionate about traveling, especially to see the natural wonders of the world, and I wanted to continue working on advancing racial and social justice issues. Sometimes the […]
It’s funny how the simplest thing can unleash a torrent of long-forgotten memories…like the blueberries in my morning oatmeal and my great-Aunt Elmeda. I wonder what will trigger such memories of me for friends and family when I’m gone?
I’ve never gone in for the whole peace, love and understanding scene. I’ve attempted yoga a few times in my life. No offense to my yogi friends out there, but it’s just not for me. In particular, I can’t handle the whole breathing, humming and chanting stuff – it makes me want to giggle uncontrollably. […]
(Trigger warning: suicide) I inherited my propensity for intense and vivid dreaming from my mother. We would often regale each other with stories from our previous night’s escapades, and it was typically a draw to determine who had the most outlandish dream. Like the time I dreamt I used the little salt packets I stole […]
Traditionally, china or porcelain is supposed to be the gift given for 20 years of marriage – which is what Glenn and I hit today. I am going to skip the porcelain gift giving and take Glenn on a trip into the hills to spend the night with some alpacas and other fun critters instead. […]
I’ll admit it. I live a charmed life. Or, as a good friend of mine once lovingly told me, I live a life where “rainbows and unicorns tend to shoot out of my ass.” I once did a past-life regression for fun (don’t knock it till you try it!) and asked my higher-self why things […]
Glenn and I have been apart for 37 days, which included one birthday, one wedding anniversary and one past life regression (as one does.) That is by far the longest time, and the longest distance, we’ve ever been separated since we started dating many, many moons ago. When we made the decision to experiment with […]
Glenn has left me. He’s been building up to it for well over a year, and finally the day has come where he said goodbye. About six years ago Glenn and I went to see a documentary called Six Ways to Santiago. Our dear friend Kim (of The Yellow Envelope book, in which Glenn and I […]
I’ve been pondering endings and beginnings lately, both of which can be bittersweet. Seneca (the Roman philosopher) said “every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.” I find myself sifting through things that have happened in this past year and parsing them into exactly that…1) new beginnings, or 2) some other beginning’s end.
Those were the last words I said to my mother as she died. “I cleaned out the fridge, mom.” She passed away almost three months ago – a few days after my post about her going into hospice care and just over a year after my post about her terminal diagnosis of pancreatic cancer. I […]
A little over a year ago I was sitting with my mother during her first chemotherapy treatment for pancreatic cancer. Today, I find myself sitting with my mother again – this time next to what will most likely be her deathbed. As was expected, the chemotherapy treatments eventually stopped working and my mother made the […]
