Stepping outside into the vibrant reds and golds this past weekend was a great reminder that nature is the greatest show on Earth—and why an old Bette Midler song hit so close to home.
From A Distance!
The Real Thing: A Walking Study in Emotional Whiplash
People say they want stories from a real person, not plastic. But do readers really know what they’re asking for?
Collecting Green Lights and Small Graces
Two people can experience the exact same empty seat—one sees routine probability, and the other sees a personalized blessing. For me? I prefer to say thank you.
Two Things Can Be True
Can you deeply grieve a loss while experiencing genuine joy? Can you accept yourself today while working to change tomorrow? Exploring the beautiful paradoxes of everyday life.
The Quiet Power of Truth
A casual summer trip to a craft shop took an unexpected turn when a simple quote stopped me in my tracks—and delivered a timeless reminder about the enduring power of truth.
Real Wealth? The True Luxuries of Life
We talk a lot about billionaires and the 1%, but a memory from an old college classroom makes me wonder: Are the world's greatest luxuries already within our grasp?
Doc Holliday, Piglet, and a Phone Call Out of the Blue
From rigged toilets in Lethal Weapon to quiet moments with Piglet, an unexpected call from an old friend serves as a reminder of the many different ways we support each other through the thick and the thin.
Objects in mirror may be closer than they appear
(I ran a version of this story in September 2018. I've made some updates.) I looked around the dimly lit auditorium and noted the thick cushioned seats, large stage curtain, and cement walls. I sat in an auditorium just like this one more than thirty years ago at my high school baccalaureate service. Like then,... Continue Reading →
Singing a different tune
I stepped away from my desk the other morning to see that the ground was covered in a soft white fluff of snow. When I went outside there was a slight chill and a stillness in the air, nothing seemed to move, as the flakes came slowly down to their resting place. For a brief... Continue Reading →
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