On the Top Rung, but Not Teetering
My mother-in-law passed recently. It was October 14 and one day before her ninety-ninth birthday. She was a sassy, small-bodied Long Islander turned Vermonter who… Read More »On the Top Rung, but Not Teetering
Change
My Improv Suit: It’s All in the Making
I’m out of my league. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve never done this before. I could fail. My inner critic lobs these reminders… Read More »My Improv Suit: It’s All in the Making
New Concept: Don’t Keep It to Yourself(-Care)
I listen to On Being in bed with coffee and ask to not be interrupted. It’s one of my self-care practices, and I guarantee its… Read More »New Concept: Don’t Keep It to Yourself(-Care)
Six Weeks to Cross Bridges
Vermont has been consistently strong in pandemic management , but on the day I was eligible to sign up for a vaccine there was a… Read More »Six Weeks to Cross Bridges
Three, Four, Shut the Door
I’ve been wondering how to mark the end of my gap year—time off that certainly did not go as planned. (I’ve written about that, actually… Read More »Three, Four, Shut the Door
Making Way
I’ve had some interesting jobs and have learned a lot in doing them. I’ve held central roles in building things (workflows, events, content, and strategies);… Read More »Making Way
Moving Snow/Uncovering the Path
My mind wanders as I shovel. Among the problems I am churning today is the messaging on my website. The words “enlivening resilience through change”… Read More »Moving Snow/Uncovering the Path
For All That Has Fallen Away
I was fine in the morning, but not in the afternoon. He put the tarp over his canoe. When I saw that, my lips pressed… Read More »For All That Has Fallen Away
The Year of “Re”
I won’t forget sort of hugging Becky. It was morning in the lobby of the Barre Opera House, the daylong Poetry Out Loud competition was… Read More »The Year of “Re”
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