This week I heard from a friend I hadn’t talked to in years. After we caught up about everyday life, he confided in me that he lived alone in a three thousand square foot four bedroom house, and huge mortgage to go with it. At first, I thought he was proud, and then his next text came and he said, “I feel completely stuck and I can’t retire for years”. He went on to say his j-o-b and his big house and his big mortgage was enslavement, not liberation. Can you relate? I know in my past I could. Living way over my means and thinking I needed all that. Juxtapose this interaction with seeing a young adult friend I mentor with at yoga the...
It’s happening! As many of you know, I’ve had this laugh out loud calling, more of a shout these days, to hit the road! But, this nasty thing called Covid thwarted my plans…until NOW! The force of our souls is calling! The road is calling! And I’m taking you along in my virtual caravan! Because we are all on this amazing road trip ride we call life. And never a better time to launch the Silver Savior, my 1974 Airstream out of her wooded harbor! These past two years have taken a toll on all of us. I am determined to bring us together, inspire creativity and connection that will I hope bring us back to one another. Our deepest impulse is to create. The...
Sometimes epiphanies come to us in the most ordinary of moments. I’m standing on the shoreline with all of the other tourists to watch a sea turtle release in the Baja of Mexico. Waiting, I google these turtles, the Olive Ridley sea turtles. I read how they are endangered like most sea turtles and that about one in a thousand actually make it to adulthood. Mom comes to the shore, lays her eggs, in this case, 81 of them, and then shimmies back to the surf, never to be seen by the kids again. These two facts stun me as I watch the babies, only eight hours old being carefully placed on the sand by the hatchery expert. Apparently, these baby sea...
One of the nicest compliments I’ve ever received was from a former employee, an amazingly talented graphic artist and illustrator. I had just rented a storefront off the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder, Colorado and had exactly one month to paint, sand floors, rip up carpet, make signage and the list went on and on. As we worked, she would laugh and tell me it will never happen on time. As the public piled in that night and the band played, she said, “You know, when you decide to do something, you just do it, regardless if you’re ready or not”. She told me how on the other hand perfectionism got in her way to see something through. I think lately...
For years, every Christmas I would drag my kids, now adults, to see the play, A Christmas Carol. I just love the story…I would marvel at the three different ghosts that would come to the past present and the future. I think there is something in all of us that treasures a redemption story. Especially, when it’s our own. We are all curators of our past, unfolding our own origin stories. The ghost of my old ideals hit me this past Memorial Day weekend where I found myself invited to a barbeque and music in an old mining town I had been visiting for years. I even had my wedding reception there over twenty years ago, although the marriage was short lived, the building...
