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...

Someone recently brought to my attention that there’s a difference between self-care and being self-absorbed. As if I didn’t know, but...

I sat on the oversized beanbag that filled our living room beyond max capacity, and plopped a square velvet pillow in the diamond of my...

Every damn day felt like starting over. My collection of crap habits was as extensive as the library in Beauty and the Beast. I had so...