Month: May 2026
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Walking the Highline
Good morning, my fellow travelers. Your trusty co-pilot has been under the weather and drowning in a sea of mucous misery. Today’s almost-daily dispatch comes to you from the couch—aka my sickbed for the past few days. As a creative finding her groove, I have a few projects in the works. Some days, it is…
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Him, Me, We
Today’s almost daily dispatch comes to you from a very cluttered desk, surrounded by an equally cluttered living room. Years ago, a supervisor told me, “You are either a people person or a paper person.” I am very much a people person. Connecting with others, sharing, receiving, and learning from someone else—that is where my…
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Lights, Camera, Storytime
Catching lightening in an akiya. So today’s almost daily dispatch comes to you from my charging station—aka, my side of the bed. Yesterday was a full day of bed rot, allowing myself a day to rest and heal from either a really horrible bout of allergies or a mild cold. Take your pick. I had…
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Life Finds A Way
Today’s almost-daily dispatch comes to you with sore muscles and dirt under my fingernails. I have spent the better part of the day working outside. This post is also outside of my normal blog schedule and a bit of a side quest. But aren’t the side quests often better than the final destination anyway? Grab…
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2.5 Hours for a 1/4 Mile
Today’s almost-daily dispatch comes to you from my back deck. This space is one of the home improvements I am most proud of. In 2022, we had our trusty home improvement team install a sliding glass door and a small 10×10 deck that allows me to enjoy the morning sunrise and the hallelujah chorus of…
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Come As You Are
In 2001, a locked minivan and a porcelain angel changed my life. From the Mojave desert to the grit of Aberdeen, this is a story about soul contracts, shouting obscenities at God and making peace with the signs we’re given.
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Chasing Nirvana
No booth? No problem. Navigating the waves on the Coho with my laptop on my knees and a story that’s been waiting years to be told. Today’s dispatch: Chasing Nirvana. It’s about the “math of life” not adding up, the heat of the desert, and the whisper that changed everything.
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Baby, Assault Charges…. Bad
I’ve spent 44 years as a caregiver, but today I failed a state “feeding” test and almost caught an assault charge at a gas station over a pizza. In 2026, we’re all running on empty. New on the blog: “Baby, Assault Charges… Bad”