The storms of life mean to challenge and help us to flourish. While our responses are independent of one another, the journey taken is by all.
May 2021
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Our common ground is found in agreement that there is nothing more important than an in-person exchange, the up-close and personal kind of encounters that bring a seismic shift to otherwise entrenched positions.
April 2021
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Since we all live life through our lens, it is crucial that we also recognize our perception of events is likely very different than someone else's.
March 2021
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What is irreplaceable is the humanity of the moment and how empathy took center stage.
February 24, 2021
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Like you, over the last year, I have learned to live with a lot less. This less has actually become more given the reblossoming of dormant creativity and shock-testing of my ability to build a structure from chaos.
February 10, 2021
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I am unsure if the recent Wolf Moon, global pandemic, social and political unrest, or winter blues have got my internal compass spinning, but I cannot point my arrow in any specific direction for the life of me.
February 3, 2021
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Hankering for in-person connection, I took the scenic route over the weekend and met up with my friends, who live not too far outside of San Antonio.
January 27, 2021
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I am a proud American who has inhabited both sides of the political coin. Raised in Eastern Washington "AgCountry," I cut my teeth in the melting pot of the Big Apple.
January 20, 2021
As I laced up my snow boots and bundled up in my knee-length puffer coat, I felt the residual weight from the shocking events of January 6, 2021, lift.
January 13, 2021
As we hang up our human-created paper calendar, we are also in a position to reframe how we choose to show up in conversation with one another.
January 6, 2021
To move forward, we must first look back.
Remember this time last year?
What were you looking forward to as we approached a new decade?
December 30, 2020
Do you know that feeling when you meet someone and walk away from the conversation knowing that your paths crossed not by chance, but instead, by fate?
Last week, fate intervened and blessed me with one such occasion.
December 23, 2020
I composed my first song at the age of 13.
While I could not write music, I could hear a symphony in my head. So, I put a pencil to paper and wrote words to fit the cacophony vibrating around in my noggin.
December 16, 2020
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Ahhh. The velvet hands of exclusivity.
The satisfaction of belonging, being seen and heard.
You know, that feeling when you go to your neighborhood coffee shop and receive a welcoming "hello [insert your name here]!”
December 9, 2020
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Phew. We made it.
Thanksgiving 2020 reminds me a lot of 2012 when I thankfully lost a bruising Northern California City Council race.
Doubt lurked around every corner of my life.
December 2, 2020
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