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Remembering Comfort and Joy
I have forgotten everything I once knew about advent. I know there are candles and a wreath and pink and purple are the important colors in the weeks leading up to Christmas, but I’ve forgotten what those symbols mean—the greater significance of the season. These externalities are more ritual, stair steps to cue me. I must get to my candy making, and tree cutting,...
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It’s Raining Men—Nevertheless She Persists
The building was beige. The logo out front spoke with an architectural-fortitude, blocky and blue. It conveyed trust and solidity. The orderly cubicles contained the worker bees, every one of us in our allotment of the honeycomb. Directors had a double wide because they were special, but not too special. Vice Presidents and above were in an office. The meticulous grounds spoke with a...
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Why Not a Second Chance?
It is the end of summer. I am away from the press of Silicon Valley on vacation in Alaska by myself. I am far from home — a distance that allows for my own thoughts, a distance that drains my mind of my daily myriad of shortfalls: should do, should be, should have. All those back breaking, mind electrifying shoulds. The get shit dones of life...
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Why It Matters
Welcome to the blog that confronts big challenges but doesn’t promise any answers. May these words be a chain of connection in a disconnected world. Because everything is personal, and we are far from alone. Hope. Honesty. Resilience.
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If You Really Want to Cure Cancer…
Originally published in The Huffington Post, September 20, 2016 The intuitive angel card reader told me to stay out of Target. Fortunately, I already knew this for myself. She was saying it because of the crowds and her meaning wasn’t limited specifically to Target but extended to all frenetic, modern superstores. She was saying it because she said, “you pick up the energy of other...
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Can’t We All Just Get Along?
Originally Published in The Huffington Post on August 8, 2016. It is near the end of July, 2016, and we are gathering for my father’s birthday. It’s been a good day at work, and I look forward to some family time with my brother Brian who is flying to San Francisco from Perth, Western Australia tonight. He comes this time of year as much...
