Tee Shirts and Jeans     I shop at Goodwill for my tee shirts because I like soft, lived-in things. Sometimes even a little tattered, a little hole-y. In fact, I sleep best in these.   On this trip to IMA, I wore two of my newest: one had “Live a great story” written on … Read more

Soft Shoulder Carpe Diem It’d be a stretch to say pulling this soft shoulder photo-op move had been on my bucket list. But had I wanted to do it every time I’d see this road sign? You bet your bare naked lady shoulder I did. So on the road to the Salton Sea, the sign … Read more

Breaking the Fourth Wall   Spoiler alert if you haven’t seen “A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood.” If you haven’t, you can see it today via Amazon Prime. I’m not going to tell you how to spend your day, but go ahead and spend one hour and forty-five minutes watching “A Beautiful Day in the … Read more

The Last Word of the Story     I love a good soak in my bathtub. And a candlelit bath is even better. It’s an intentional act of self-care. Three evenings ago, I placed one of my newer candles on the toilet lid not far from the bath. I don’t think I’d yet placed this … Read more

All Right, Mr. DeMille, I’m Ready for my Colonoscopy     Last night, I stood in front of a group of one hundred or more bar patrons at a story-telling event in Long Beach, Ca.   Because of nerves, it was far from perfect. Watching this video the morning after, there’s a shortlist of things … Read more

Booksmart: Grounds for Confession   I spend a lot of time reading and listening to good stuff—wise words from teachers I respect. I’ve done this my entire adult life. Generally, I’m eager to learn new insight, ways I can be a better human, more at peace, closer to God, etc. I use this wise stuff … Read more

What I Know For Sure     Yesterday, on my bike, I was on a desolate trail with no one around for miles—except for a man on a mountain bike who said he needed directions. He looked like he could be anyone’s husband—late 30’s/40ish, fit, nice-looking, dressed the part (decked out in his bike wear), … Read more

Iteration   The first time I experienced this loss was in my role as an aunt. I can pinpoint the moment with Mindy when I felt the “iteration” sting begin. And that’s not even the right word. I haven’t found one yet for this slow process of a child morphing into an adult. For years … Read more

This Close There’s a song on the current playlist on Sirius Coffee House Channel and one of the lines is, “I wish I could un-love you.” It made me think of things I regret, wish I could un-do, and various ways to tweak that line in the song—one was, “I wish I could un-say that.” (In … Read more

  Intent This is Jared. He’s one of my handsome nephews. Do you see how white the whites of his eyes are? That’s the real deal, no photoshop, folks. I think that white reflects his good insides, his intent. Here’s an excerpt from The Little Love That Could where I mention clear-eyed, Handsome Jared: “At … Read more