Taking Flight

“We are all butterflies. Earth is our chrysalis.” ― LeeAnn Taylor A chrysalis spills open. Here we are. The moon swallowing the sun in a total solar eclipse (December 14). A twenty-year cycle closing. A 200-year cycle opening. Yet another round of letting go in the penultimate year of letting go. We shed old skin and … More Taking FlightMore Taking Flight

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

Finding Your Tribe

I finally got to the point I was through swallowing gasoline and pretending it was fresh water.

The fire in my belly woke me.

I was angry – mostly at myself – for putting up with such shitty treatment.

And so, we parted.

Sometimes suddenly. Sometimes incrementally.

Sometimes without a word.

And that’s OK. … More Finding Your Tribe

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