Through The Looking Glass: What If?
We souls come wrapped in fairly predictable packages, bound by tough skin and brittle nails and things like hair that, well, really don’t...
Through the Looking Glass: Acceptance is the (Sometimes Reluctant) Key
I've kept quiet on the COVID-19 pandemic, mainly because I've been trying to wrap my head around it. What started out as a blip on the...
Emotional Sobriety and Turkey
It's Thanksgiving, which means expressions of gratitude and deep feelings for stuffing and dessert are running high. I can appreciate...
Freedom. Beautiful Freedom.
Freedom: the state of not being imprisoned or enslaved; the state of being physically unrestricted and able to move easily; the state of...
Threads
Sometimes, you don't realize you're missing something until you find it: love that makes your heart beat again; the feeling that comes...
Through The Looking Glass: Sometimes, Mom Really Does Know Best
I lost my mom 18 years ago, just shy of my 35th birthday. She'd recently moved to Chico to be closer to us kids, and as a newly-divorced,...
Through the Looking Glass: Turning the Page
At a dark wood table at our weekly watering hole, I listen to my daughter tell me about her day. Her dark blonde hair is pulled back...
Through the Looking Glass: Memories from 213 Ryder Street
I’m around seven years old and I’m spinning fast, alone, on a metal playground contraption at the little park near my grandparent’s...
Through The Looking Glass: One Little Word.
New Year's Resolutions: Blech. So big and unmanageable and brimming with pressure-filled expectation. The thought of them makes me want...
Through the Looking Glass: Hold My Hand, We’ll Be Okay--Thoughts on Resiliency, Love and Human Comp
“The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.”-- Robert Jordan, The Fires of Heaven It’s been just...
