My room in the Airbnb is Grateful Dead-themed. Tour posters surround the walls: skeletons, bears, a turtle with a VW bus on its shell. It...

I am on my knees on cheap astroturf. My knee pads cut into my skin. The stage lights flicker red. The audience watches, attention...

Start with butter. Preferably grass-fed, but do as you please. Leave it out so it’s room temperature: soft, yielding. It should offer...

“What childhood dream of yours was crushed?” He asks me. A deep question for a Monday night, but I’ll play ball. The air is humid with...

It’s Thursday, and I’ve had enough for one week. I protest by opening my Outlook calendar and blocking out two hours. I set my status to...

“This ain’t no disco,” Sheryl Crow informs me. I flick the windshield wipers to clear the frost on the windows of my '99 Honda CR-V. As I...

I wasn't thrilled to write this blog, but it needed to be done. I wrestled with how to begin, questioned how the words would land. I’m...

The memory comes in flashes. Urgent care, wedding reception, hospital room. It started as a little cut, a bump on my upper left thigh,...

There are 78 cards in the Rider–Waite tarot deck, each with their own story. There are 22 major arcana cards (dramatic themes) and 56...

There is a difference between moving on and letting go. I consider this as the shy February sun streams through the windows in G’s...

“You don’t want to be in love. You want to be in love in a movie.” I am 10 and have never heard truer words. I clutch the remote and turn...

“Let’s clear off the cobwebs,” C would instruct us at the beginning of every choir practice. We’d proceed to spend the next 20 minutes...

"I don't know if I should re-post the old blogs on there unedited, or if I should post them but edit them to reflect where I am now. Or...