Tears and Fear: six episodes of truth
For months I’ve wanted to write about the transformational potential of showing our truth to others, and about my intention to create the invitation for… Read More »Tears and Fear: six episodes of truth
Susan’s Blog
Six Weeks to Cross Bridges
Vermont has been consistently strong in pandemic management , but on the day I was eligible to sign up for a vaccine there was a… Read More »Six Weeks to Cross Bridges
Strength and Connection
Tawnya Kristen is the executive director of Green Mountain United Way, a mom, a wife, and an athlete. She’s also a supportive, committed friend who… Read More »Strength and Connection
Three, Four, Shut the Door
I’ve been wondering how to mark the end of my gap year—time off that certainly did not go as planned. (I’ve written about that, actually… Read More »Three, Four, Shut the Door
With Gratitude as a Companion
Liz Harrington lived her own version of hell in 2020. (There are so many versions out there!) The year started with a maintenance accident in… Read More »With Gratitude as a Companion
Making Way
I’ve had some interesting jobs and have learned a lot in doing them. I’ve held central roles in building things (workflows, events, content, and strategies);… Read More »Making Way
Do You Believe?
Magic has been occupying my mind. It started with hearing this interview of Katherine May. At one point, the author was talking about meeting Philip… Read More »Do You Believe?
It All Takes Practice(s)
I’m looking at the smallest twigs of a bush holding baseballed clumps of snow and looking into tall pines, boughs draped white, standing in a… Read More »It All Takes Practice(s)
Moving Snow/Uncovering the Path
My mind wanders as I shovel. Among the problems I am churning today is the messaging on my website. The words “enlivening resilience through change”… Read More »Moving Snow/Uncovering the Path
For All That Has Fallen Away
I was fine in the morning, but not in the afternoon. He put the tarp over his canoe. When I saw that, my lips pressed… Read More »For All That Has Fallen Away
The Year of “Re”
I won’t forget sort of hugging Becky. It was morning in the lobby of the Barre Opera House, the daylong Poetry Out Loud competition was… Read More »The Year of “Re”
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