On finding magic

From the time I was a little girl, I have been trying to connect to and inhabit from whence I came. That sounds odd, doesn’t it? Especially in our forward-looking society where bravery and gusto are celebrated. I was the girl surrounded by a multitude of people (my large family and the tribes they created)…

Just save the bird

Last week, I began to feel a wee bit overwhelmed, what with a minor surgery I didn’t want to have, a plethora of work deadlines, upcoming travel, global warming, the absolute cluelessness of the man running my country. You get the picture. Us creative types should really just breathe and take it one moment at…

In the quiet

I want a day. A day with no responsibilities. One in which I wake up in a mountain home and walk naked to a clear lake for a bracing swim that invigorates body and soul. Knowing the only eyes upon me are God’s and the eagle flying overhead. I want to see, really see, the…

I am humbled

I am not easily humbled. Status symbols don’t wow me. Your car, boat, square footage and social standing are of little interest. But show me something that matters—incredible internal strength, grace under pressure, acceptance—these things may humble me. I am human enough to appreciate a beautiful sports car or a lovely waterside home. I tend…

Hope on a balcony

I am moved by many things. Sunrise over mountains. A hummingbird in the woods. My children’s belly laughs. But nothing moves me quite as much as hope. In today’s cynical world, to hope is to be mocked on some fronts. Or to be disdained, dismissed as less sophisticated than your jaded peers. When I tear…

Bring it

I am in Costa Rica, on vacation with my sons. I am mid-hike, halfway up an elevation of a thankfully unknown number of feet. I am standing on the one bit of rock I can balance upon without slipping, while water rushes at and around me. There are six waterfalls behind me, four ahead of…

Anne the Adventurer

I was in the middle of a river, walking in water up to my knees, mud squishing between my toes. Thanks to my sister Anne. If you know Anne, you know that this is not unusual. At any given moment, you might find her wading down a river, striking a kung fu pose in a…

Show me the green

New Yorkers are crazy. We all know that. But sometimes they’re crazy in a very sane way. Take real estate, for instance. They pay, on average, about 50 cents on the dollar, or roughly $400 per square foot in even a small apartment/condo, for a bit of outdoor space. Let me translate that for you:…