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As I enter into my 41st year, I felt a sudden desire to return here to my blog and write. It has been awhile. I have shared poems and...
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Hold On
For you whose light has been dimmed in an already dark world— For you whose voice has been muted in a loud screaming world— For you...
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Waking Up
Holding hands in the dark, the wash of moonlight spilling onto the sheets. A kiss on my cheek and a hug that lingers long enough to...
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Reflections On Gratitude
With Thanksgiving around the corner, gratitude is in the air. Gratitude is of course a wonderful thing. It is one of those “life hacks”...
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The Box
And I sit here staring at the empty screen and the words simply don’t come out. They litter the floor of this box that surrounds me...
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Insomnia
It is 10 pm on a Wednesday night as I sit down at my laptop to check in with each and every one of you. The sights and sounds of the...
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When We Can’t Fix
Today, I was sitting with a group of first year medical students, and we were talking about loss. Specifically, how to be with dying...
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Breathing The Air
We sit together like this every week, him and I, and talk about it all. It has been almost eight years now since life fell apart for...
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About Last Night
Lately when I sit down to write, I feel a compelling desire to ground myself. I write something that often begins like this: “It is...
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Breathless
On a recent family vacation to Disney World, I found myself sitting in a black motorcycle seat, pressed forward against a chest...
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The Sun And Moon
There is a 6:15 am sunrise trying to climb above dark green mountains. The pale light starts to wake a sleepy sky, and creates...
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Back To School
As I write this, I am sitting on my bed, around 9:30 pm on Monday night, Labor Day. The house is restless with all sorts of...
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Grounding
Dear friends, I wanted to share a few words that I had scribbled down in my journal last week. I was traveling to San Francisco, and I...
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Toast And Coffee
She told me once that her depression was a howl with no end. And in her words, I could see the aching scream, moving like restless...
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Fooling Around
When I first started my blog a couple of years ago, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. My initial vision was to share a few brief...