Meeting Your Younger Self in the Laundry Room
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The Song That Made Me Drop Everything “You got a fast car—I want a ticket to anywhere.”Tracy Chapman's "Fast…
The Day My Heart Jumped Out Under A Bridge
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. I was 216 meters above the Bloukrans River in South Africa, strapped into a harness that looked as if…
The Power (and Danger) of the Spoken Word
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The Krug champagne tasted like liquid gold and poor decisions, which is precisely what $400-a-bottle champagne should taste like…
The Honest Lie: When Success Becomes Your Prison
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. Last Tuesday at 3:00 p.m., I was seated in a Madison Avenue nail salon, my hands resting on a…
The View from the Basket: A Lesson in Ascension
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The word ascension has always felt too dramatic for my life. It sounded holy, reserved for saints, prophets, and…
Lost and Found in Venice’s Gilder’s Breath: A Discovery
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The gold was impossibly thin between my fingers, so delicate that my pulse made it flutter. In a Venetian…
The Alpha Silverback: Quiet Authority and True Leadership
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The Woman Who Stole My Seat I paid $47 extra for seat 14A on the flight to Kigali, an…
What Happens to the Futures We Never Wore: My Six-Word Epigraph
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The bookmark fell out of a water-damaged copy of A Moveable Feast at Powell's Books in Portland, landing on my shoe…
The Lies in the Murals of My Life
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. The first time someone called me "polished," I went home and threw up. Not metaphorically. Actually bent over my…
My 15-Minute Anchor to Chase Away the Monday Blues
Reading Time: 8 mins # This post may contain affiliate links. There was a time when Monday mornings felt like a test I hadn’t studied for. I would bolt upright…