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expat insecurities: how moving overseas turns you into a middle schooler

This post has been marinating a while in my mind (often around 1 or 2 middle of the night: time to wake up and worry about things you can’t control. yippee!). A variety of factors have appeared on the radar recently that I’ll attribute to a storm of culture shock brewing off the shore. An extended commute where I was stuck in a car in a land where I don’t speak the language (where is a restaurant where we can stop for a quick meal where we actually fully understand the menu without a million Google acts of translation?). My Read More

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present. thankful.

Early in the lonely darkness, I wake this morning with a heavy heart; how can the absence of Something, Someone weigh so much? As in yoga, I will not fight this pain’s strain; I will lean into it. I will stay present in the sorrow, to the grief. And even in this, I will give thanks. Yes because it’s a holiday, but also because it’s a holy way. Though I don’t understand it fully nor embrace it completely, grace is more powerful than condemnation, compassion truer than judgment. The Divine, at the deepest core and at the wildest edges, is Love. For Read More

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Tribute to Tammy, RN: My Person

This past weekend was a whirlwind of soul food and spirit joy. Dave and I hopped onto a jet plan to fly to Michigan to surprise my bestest friend in the whole wide world. This friend just finished one one more astounding adventure in her life–nursing school. What makes this graduation so special is that my dear friend is not straight out of high school. She is not the traditional college student. She is not 20. She’s not single. She is a Mom, a wife, a blogger, a homemaker, a career-changer, who went back to school to live a dream instead of just Read More