It took me a long time to be okay with being an introvert.
Watching a loved one endure a chronic illness feels deeply wounding and immaculately helpless.
I’m doing a Facebook and Instagram cleanse. Here’s why.
I visited Boston last week, my first visit to my old home since moving to Seattle.
My food preferences are starting to change thanks to yoga teacher training.
What you need to know about joining a CSA, or community supported agriculture program.
I. Love. Cheese.
My go to party story involves a bridge, my puppy and a flying turd.
There are many stories from my trip to Nepal, but all of them remind me that I can get through anything, no matter how foreign.
My remote working world is a weird world, full of yoga pants and Slack and video chats.
There’s nothing like a little bit of sickness to kick us onto our butts and remind us that no matter how we think we’re doing, we’re not invincible.
“Honey, you’re not in Stockholm.”