Oh March, You Changey Thing!
Winter’s dormancy is ending in Vermont. Sunlight, increasing in strength and duration, cues sap to flow in our maple trees as robins and red-winged blackbirds… Read More »Oh March, You Changey Thing!
Winter’s dormancy is ending in Vermont. Sunlight, increasing in strength and duration, cues sap to flow in our maple trees as robins and red-winged blackbirds… Read More »Oh March, You Changey Thing!
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The season’s low light nudges the energy of all living things inward. In the quiet, I’m reckoning with my relationships to screens, humans, beings other… Read More »Finding Hope in Low Light
For millennia, our ancestors took stock of all they had as they brought in the last harvest. It was a matter of survival. Current-day humans… Read More »The Fall: So Powerful In Its Pull
Twice in the past month potential coaching clients used the same vivid and universal word to describe the way they feel. Lost. This is an… Read More »Disoriented and Unsure? Call That Lost Lost.
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After years of both standing by and building, a lot happened at once. Some examples: After waiting for months I was able to see an… Read More »Trusting Everything in the Space of Nothing
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One challenge for me in 2021 was lack of structure. I left the go to work every day world and started a business. Covid repeatedly… Read More »In the Empty Time and Space of 2021
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I’m out of my league. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve never done this before. I could fail. My inner critic lobs these reminders… Read More »My Improv Suit: It’s All in the Making