The Last Letter My Ex Never Wrote Me

I wonder what might have been if you – truly the best friend I’ve ever had – could have stayed in my life and I could have stayed in yours. Perhaps, we could have gone deeper and wider than we thought possible.

I do wonder. I know you do too.

Ten years. I still think of you, think of how we changed each other, think of what happened between us in the dark, on the road, over countless plates of enchiladas and pork pot stickers and Pho from the restaurant around the corner from your apartment.

I miss that rawness, that emotion skimming the surface of everything.

I miss listening to you laugh. I miss playing word games in the car.

I miss you. … More The Last Letter My Ex Never Wrote Me

Playing Small is No Longer an Option

The days of playing small are behind all of us.

We can’t go back.

This world needs our authenticity and our brains and our beautiful souls and our astonishing dreams and steely strength.

We may want to wimp out and sit in sloth at McDonald’s eating GMO fries and drinking cancer in a can, but we can’t. We can no longer do that if we are awake at all. … More Playing Small is No Longer an Option

What Do You Stand For?

What do I stand for?

I stand for women and babies and artists and creatives being valued for the contributions we make to life on earth.

I am for this beautiful planet and all its creatures, great and small.

I am for the voiceless and the shutdown and the shut out members of our society.

I am for the restless spirit of change.

I am for building a better world, a world that is equitable and gracious and fair and cooperative. … More What Do You Stand For?

Barcelona, baby

Last night when we were half way across the Atlantic, flying over seamounts outside of St. John, Newfoundland, I cast the I-Ching with my Kindle (how new age of me) and got the hexagram for Joy.

I’d asked about the purpose of this trip.

How perfect. Joy. … More Barcelona, baby