I will be unpacking this 5800 mile and two month solo trip to California for quite some time, I imagine, as it offered sooo many points of growth and reflection. November 13, I drove out of the driveway with the…
Flying High
Sometimes, we don’t even know how we touch other people. I was recently on an airplane, meeting my own fears of flying. Taking a moment to meet my seat mate, before pulling back from the gate before takeoff – changed…
Painting from Memory
This is a place that lives so deeply in my being that I painted it from my imagination about 5 years ago. I spent a lot of time here fishing, sitting on the edge of the water finding salamanders and…
Memory Lane
It had been 28 years since I was back in the town where I spent many winter weekends and holidays in my youth. I spent the last week orienting to my sense of place and my sense of purpose while…
My Healing Journey (at least part of it!)
When I first moved to Boulder over 20 years ago, I felt a strong impulse to find a doctor–not just any doctor, but the top doctor–the one that most people recommended. After all, I reasoned, I needed one; where I grew up,…