I have a strange, sometimes frustrating method for traveling. It’s one part methodical, one part woo-woo. I started traveling at around 18/19 years old, so 20 years later it has evolved into a method I am confident about, even when I can’t necessarily explain it. I wish I felt this…

What do you do when everything feels hopeless? Like we’re born, life beats us around, and then we die kind of hopeless? They asked me to cover a class again at work. They’re asking everyone to cover everyone else’s classes these days. There are no subs. We’re supposed to spin…

Recently I was asked which books I would recommend to get started in Buddhism. This is an interesting question, because I suspect there are a zillion different paths taken by those of us who read our way into Buddhism. I’ll share my journey, but I’ll preface it by saying that…

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” ― Rumi We came home from camping a few days ago, and this week I return to work for the upcoming school year. Summer begins to fade into a new…

As we’ve passed the midpoint of summer vacation, I can see the new school year looming on the horizon. I’m furiously trying to hold on to the reins of our burgeoning schedule, desperately trying to be intentional while still juggling what is probably too much for one person. I had…

My last post was about my husband’s deathaversary, and this next one is inspired by our would-have-been 12th wedding anniversary, which would have been tomorrow, May 12th. We got married on my grandparents’ anniversary, and I had high hopes that their long marriage would have been good luck for mine…

“Time is the most valuable thing that a man can spend.” — Diogenes I finally got around to refinancing the house a few months ago, and this isn’t noteworthy other than the fact that it’s the first time I’ve done it as a single woman, and I calculated my payments…

When you are young, birthdays are milestones. Becoming a toddler. Finally in school. Teenager. Sweet Sixteen. Voting age. Drinking age. Then one day you reach an age where the next major milestone is Medicare, and call me crazy but that isn’t as exciting as your first Vegas trip. In a…

It’s February, my birthday month. This will be the last year of my thirties, which somehow managed to be one of the worst and best decades of my life so far. There were certainly many good moments. Trips all over the world. The birth of two of my children. My…