I realize this is a provocative post. It’s not one I offer lightly but as a way to declare and distance myself from what no longer serves me. And while you may or may not agree or care, I hope it gives you cause for pause.

Idaho today. Gone tomorrow.
I realize this is a provocative post. It’s not one I offer lightly but as a way to declare and distance myself from what no longer serves me. And while you may or may not agree or care, I hope it gives you cause for pause.
Maybe home – where I really belong – is not anywhere I’ve already been. Maybe it’s just a little further on, somewhere over the rainbow. And maybe that’s not wrong.
On the heels of a spectacular neighborhood party on the block last night, I started to think about the qualities that make and have made
I’m dismayed at the silence of some elected officials (some who are right now reading this) on Donald Trump’s authoritarian justification for the overthrowing the
Norman was a good boy whose time came last month. I stumbled across this piece (Norman, My Tie That Binds) this morning. I had pushed