What if we are never wrong? If the doubt and shame we feel is merely misdirected consciousness– focusing on what we lost instead of what we gained. Too often there is seemingly only one correct outcome, one way that things will work out. Unless we … Continue reading Wrong

For a while when I moved to Wyoming I had an attitude of things being behind me, finished, not to be experienced again. In good ways yes, like jobs and situations and stressors that no longer served me. But in hard ways too– like communities … Continue reading Receiving

Here it is, here we are. Life and people evolving rapidly, composed in this moment like we won’t be composed in the next. How appealing to deny this– to say hell no, it was hard enough for me to become this person. I’m not ever … Continue reading Chimera

Its been almost 14 months since I moved to Wyoming, and I’d like to tell you about it. Wyoming isn’t an aspen forest, a river, a field of wildflowers (all earlier drafts of this post). Nor is it a place I would “either love or … Continue reading Risk

How can we ever get over the allure of thinking we’re so different from everyone else? Especially since, by any hasty analysis, we are. Especially since we tend to only draw the tiniest of circles in which we could be the same. But a funny … Continue reading The Circle

I spent last weekend in Arizona, visiting my sister. Driving back to the airport my Lyft driver asked me the simplest of questions– where was I headed? My mind became a long blur– because although of course I knew the answer,  I didn’t perceive it … Continue reading True Story

a continuation of my prior post, “Being”  Do you ever wonder if you’re okay? Like sit with that question and debate it as if academically. I’m very good at this. Especially since its a question that’s often asked of us– it sets us up to … Continue reading Being Okay

How do we ascend from “being” something to being something. From saying the words to believing them to be true. Because you write your list of self contentions and I’ll write mine. Even if we shred them to confetti they’ll still rain down upon us seemingly without … Continue reading Being

I used to think what separates the well from the afflicted is luck. But now I know it’s not that some people never stumble, never get sick, never hurt themselves, never get hurt by others. What separates the well from the afflicted is that the … Continue reading Tiny Cures

Do you ever feel like the only thing more difficult than getting the answer is figuring out what your question is? I do. Most days at least one thing is weighing on me, and I’d like to talk about it here or anywhere, but in … Continue reading Impermanence