Getting Back In The Saddle

Getting Back In The Saddle

For most of my life, my bicycle was a source of joy and freedom. That set of wheels provided me with a sense of autonomy and fed my curiosity and need for adventure. As a kid, I rode my bike for hours up and down the street in front of my house. Even though it was...
The “Work” of Play

The “Work” of Play

When I think about my childhood, my mind gravitates toward memories of play: enacting detailed and dramatic scenarios with dolls and Legos, writing and illustrating stories, and pretending I was an explorer as I scrambled around in the woods behind my family’s house....
Drink Your Water. Call Your Besties.

Drink Your Water. Call Your Besties.

Y’all. Are you tired? I am tired! I am really feeling the bone-deep heaviness of the human experience right now. My soul is weary, my movements feel sluggish, and my mind is in overdrive. I feel stuck in the maddening vortex of doing too much and not enough...
Tiny Dancer

Tiny Dancer

In 2019, I signed up for adult tap-dancing class at a local dance studio. I had taken jazz dance when I was a kid, and while my mother told me I was talented, I was a C average. No shame in that. Even as a kid I knew I was not great. It didn’t matter that much to me....
A Heartwarming Rant of a Trauma Therapist

A Heartwarming Rant of a Trauma Therapist

Blog posts can be challenging for me to write. Not because I don’t have things to say – those that know me well know that I have a lot of thoughts and opinions. But because it feels uncomfortable to take on an expert role. That feels like a particularly difficult role...
Stumbling Upon Joy Amidst All The Abunai

Stumbling Upon Joy Amidst All The Abunai

I have been thinking about danger a lot, lately. Reading the daily news headlines, I am reminded the world is full of dangers: the dangers of climate change; the dangers of geopolitical conflicts; the daily threats to democracy, free press, access to reproductive...