Write from Passion. Write from Pain.

When I began writing my memoir, it was a bonfire burning brightly, my fingertips hot on a keyboard that had never revealed my thoughts or memories. To anyone. I looked down upon my small-child-self from a bird’s eye view, flying low, watching the small child whose introversion was created by responsibilities and fear. The small […]

Anticipation. In the garden and in Life.

I’ve been watching the fruit and vegetables in the garden grow and mature. Weeding, watering and wondering. When exactly is the first tomato going to be perfectly ripe for the picking? Anticipation, I’ve always said, is a big part of any experience whether it be harvest or travel or concert or film or other highly […]

When Life Beckons…You Must Go.

I hike just about every day, sometimes in the forest, sometimes on the beach, rarely on pavement. Dirt was my primary surface as a child, and it continues to be the soft surface I crave. When I’m out there these days, there are so very many times when I feel the memory of the Moroccan […]