“Your heart is a telescope,” I hear a man on the radio tell me. “An empty bucket for collecting light.” It collects a lot of other things, too. Beach trash Pebbles with…
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“I’m angry. I’m just really pissed off at the Universe right now. I’m just….mad.” I confessed this to a group of women (some of whom I barely know) recently. They watched with…
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As I write this, I’m sitting at my grandmother’s old desk, surrounded by family photos and an assortment of colorful sticky notes with handwritten quotes on them, birthday cards, vintage cut-outs of…
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I have a secret. One I’m really excited and nervous about. A handful of people already know, but I think I’m ready to share it with you, too. So…here it is. Two weeks…
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It’s a New Year again. I don’t know about you, but for me, 2016 began with a BANG. A loud bang, a clear bang, a startling and relieving bang. If November and December…
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I’m sitting inside a hostel in Copenhagen. It’s rainy and dreary outside. There are about three hours of daylight left, filtering through a thick canopy of clouds before night will fall. It’s…