I don’t feel good today. The amount of work I planned out far exceeds my physical capacity. I woke up at 8:23 am and grabbed the bottle...

When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I want to do is go back to sleep. Because: Sometimes, often I sleep badly and actually...

I’d been feeling angsty and in my head, like I was very possibly too tender for this world where everything feels more intense than it is...

Growing up, June was endless pool days, playing Marco Polo, Fish Out of Water, Colors. Swimming, splashing, screaming, squealing glee...

One of the reasons I don’t write as much as I can is because somewhere along the line from dream to business conception to the pursuit of...

When I was a kid, our parents dictated that we wash the sheets every two weeks, a routine so regular it was religion. When the designated...

When I first started writing Big Blogs, it was my way of sharing deeper and speaking truer. I’d been doing that in writing my first book,...

I didn’t want to forget the time before the struggles began sloughing off like old, dry skin. A time when every aspect of life except my...

You have nothing else to do and nowhere else to be. There’s only this. This page. These ideas. Now is all that matters. That’s what I...

A gathering of dishes in the sink. The yard begging for water under a scorching desert sun. A litter box of pits and dunes, crusty...

When too many days passed without writing, all of life became a chore. Literally, chores overwhelmed me, and suddenly, that’s all there...

In the first week of April, the plants took a deep breath. Everything budding, blooming, stretching out and smiling in the sun. Birds...

Remembering this Divine truth — that love is who you are — is key to your healing, for your relationship to food is an area where your...

As my grandmother used to say, “Dirt will wait, but your children growing up so quickly won’t.” She didn’t mean that we should live in...

Mmmmm, I miss you Chad. The delicious ache of aged loss swelled inside me. How many years had it been now? — since he’d gone. Who else...

I stayed up late into the night, devouring The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah, engrossed by the awe, maturity and knowing with which it...

Sometimes I think back on stories I’ve written, things I’ve shared, and am hit by a panicked wave. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that!...

I was somewhat begrudgingly playing with my cat, when I looked out the window. The evening hours were our time, and while I cherished our...

My last Instagram post was on August 23rd. My last email newsletter was July 11th, 2020 — yikes. My last Facebook post was on December...

“I call that the mic drop,” I explained after flopping down sideways on the bed like a seal. He gave me the side-eye and a small laugh,...