The Route Home

It was about 18 months ago that my husband and I decided to leave California and plant ourselves back on the East coast. For 15 years we’d been cultivating a life that was all our own. We had businesses, friends that were like family, and a whole new world at our...

Bloom, Even if You Aren’t Planted

Recently, my father gifted me several healthy and happy air plants displayed on a large scallop shell. His instructions were “just get them wet every once in a while but don’t let them sit in water, they don’t like that.” He explained that while air...

Trust, Center, and Listen

Earlier this week, by accident, I found myself in a tai chi class. It’s been years since I’ve practiced this ancient form of exercise, one that combines deep breathing and slow movement. In my typical fast-moving fashion, I had mixed up the times and thought it...

Full of Grace

The room was still and dark. Though filled with several people, the only sound that could be heard was her breathing. The breathing that we would focus on for the next four days. The breath that was the only thing left to define a life once so full. We counted those...

Memories that Mold the Present

A decade ago I stood in this moment, unknowing that a few hours later I would be asked to be a wife. I wonder what my thoughts were in this serene scene. Was I contemplating the mysteries of the ocean? Excited about our recent move to the Bay Area and the opening of...