I was raised by know-it-alls who, no surprise, expected me to know-it-all. And I tried, really I did. I watched and learned how to…
(This is a repost from a year and a half ago. I forget myself, my writing, and my truth until I read my pieces…
It continuously occurs to me that the better I know myself, the better I can understand my value to the world and to you…
We have our kid enrolled in a public school. He’s a super smart kid, scores ridiculously high on those school standardized tests, and we’d…
(Originally published in December of last year, this post still makes more sense than not. Shift is perpetual and always in need of being…
The word honor suddenly asked to be thought of. What does it mean to me I wondered, to honor myself, my life. To treat…
Why does it always catch me off guard when people gush about how they read what I write and are inspired? Or see my…
At any given moment, we have at least these two choices : we can set to work on the tasks we see ourselves in…
Without a sense of belonging and knowing our own value in the world, we see no one there for us. We do not see…