I’m at Doch Café, in Guanajuato, nursing a cappuccino and enjoying the chill, laid-back vibe. Doch is one of three coffeeshops in my normal rotation. The others are Vivo Café and Luan Café, all of them on my side of the main city center of Guanajuato. As I take my first sip and break the […]
Either you’re with us or you’re against us. We’ve all heard these words before. They’re words that force us to make a choice, to pick sides. There’s no middle ground in these words. You’re either friend or foe. And once the choice is made, you take comfort in a certain sense of belonging. You’ve become […]
In January of this year, I read a book entitled When the Heart Waits, written by Sue Monk Kidd. I wrote a post about it. It was the perfect book for me, at the perfect time. I was coming off a ‘swing and miss’ job opportunity in Frankfurt, Germany and was trying to figure out […]
I hesitate to write this. I hesitate because the events of the day that shape how I’m feeling right now are political in nature. And I hesitate because I’ve taken the stand in the past to refrain from writing when my mood is especially low, when my mental health is in a particularly bad place […]
Should statements, those messages we use to motivate us off the couch. Should statements, the inner dialogue that condemns us for our mistakes. Should statements, tools for change or weapons of shame? Last time I wrote, I discussed my relationship with these so-called should statements, these cognitive distortions that tell us we don’t measure up […]
I should get outside. I should take a walk. I should read. I should get out of bed. I should turn off the TV. I should do yoga. I should stack some of that wood that’s been piling up. The lake looks gorgeous. I should really go on a kayak ride. Then there are the […]
I’m home. “Home,” in quotes, is more appropriate. I’m currently spending my days at our family cabin in northern Minnesota. Not home in the classic sense of the word. Not my permanent residence, but the closest thing I’ve had to home during this crazy, incredible, nomadic life I’ve been living over these past two and […]
I arrived into Wrexham early on a Friday evening in late August, after a weary day of travel, having departed that morning from the tiny seaside village of Portpatrick, Scotland. Two buses and four trains later, and I’d finally made it to this former coal mining city in North Wales. With only a couple minor […]
I’ve moved on from Paris, and I could hardly be in a place more the polar opposite of the French capital. I’m on the Isle of Arran, an island just an hour by ferry from Scotland’s west coast. No skyscrapers, no subways, no traffic lights. Just one main road that snakes around the entire island. […]
I’m currently seated at a quintessential Parisian cafe, one of thousands in the city, one with small round tables lined up along the sidewalk, wicker chairs, seats facing out as to enable top-quality people watching. It’s Wednesday and it’s the rare morning that I’m not off to an Olympic event, backpack in tow, joining the […]
