Calamity Jane Makes Me a Legend
My parents never told me I could be anything I wanted to be. My mother—often a cynic—could point out the shortcomings in anyone’s dream. She… Read More »Calamity Jane Makes Me a Legend
My parents never told me I could be anything I wanted to be. My mother—often a cynic—could point out the shortcomings in anyone’s dream. She… Read More »Calamity Jane Makes Me a Legend
When my electric mixer stopped working the other night, I offered to pick up a new one. Then I added “if they even have these… Read More »What’s New? Do We Want to Know?
Is this irony? Setting up a coaching business was keeping me a little bit stuck. Putting aside the activity last year unearthed important questions. Among… Read More »So Many Questions! How Much Time?
March 2023 was my first bout with COVID. In personal terms, it was disruptive. In a larger context, connection to the reality of our circumstances… Read More »Praise for the Power of the Girlfriend
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
I’m gearing up to teach a new workshop at the Women’s Health and Wellness Expo September 17 in Barre. This short interactive seminar, titled What… Read More »What Matters? Well, It’s Personal!
I’m removing an invasive plant on the borders of our small property. The work taxes my body, breaks open my heart, connects my spirit to… Read More »I Found Backstory in the Understory
Temperatures swung up and down all week, echoing the energy of other cycles. Staying inside all of one day invited reflection on both lessons and… Read More »The Three I’ll Carry Forward
Goals come in all sizes. But their greatness—their magnitude if you will—comes from their energy. What matters is the decision to purposely move toward something… Read More »That First Step, Five Ways
I’ve played Wordle for one week. It’s perfect! A few short sentences explain the entire game. There is one right answer. Making up words doesn’t… Read More »Why This Grid? Why Now?
My mother-in-law passed recently. It was October 14 and one day before her ninety-ninth birthday. She was a sassy, small-bodied Long Islander turned Vermonter who… Read More »On the Top Rung, but Not Teetering
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