the rubble of American self-righteousness

on letting go | part 4 the rubble of American self-righteousness In keeping with the theme of letting go, and of moving forward, there are several thoughts that have come up with me in the wake of several (additional) crises that have played out over the last several weeks. While Marianne Williamson (yes, her) putContinue reading “the rubble of American self-righteousness”

re-publish alert! this has never happened before

to those who regularly happen upon this space! please be aware that “let go for dear life” is also viewable at The Urban Howl as of today. that site is such a magical platform that i’d be remiss to not encourage going in that direction and exploring — so, please go forth and explore! forContinue reading “re-publish alert! this has never happened before”

a very American anxiety

on letting go | an introduction called a very American anxiety Turbulence is the tone and timbre of late, here in America but also globally, and no reprieve has been promised. No end seems to be in sight. No captain is coming over the loudspeaker to let us know that this is just a briefContinue reading “a very American anxiety”

Changes, mayhaps

The name of this blog has always, to me, been about living in the balance between planning and improvisation—about finding a harmony between practicality and spontaneity. I’m not always good at marrying the two (really, it rarely happens, I fall more into the former camp in both instances), but I’ve seen a lot of magicContinue reading “Changes, mayhaps”

Making friends with mountains

Between Georgia and Maine, the Appalachian Trail winds its way along the spine of the mountains, cutting through Eastern towns and highways, bringing people from one edge of their lives to the next. Between Georgia and Maine—almost smack in the middle—is Virginia—and in Virginia is McAfee Knob, an overlook that is apparently the most-photographed spotContinue reading “Making friends with mountains”

Finding your legs (again)

  The river is running strong in this rainy season, its rapids gushing, and its movement is so enviable, something I crave. How refreshing would it be, I wonder, if our daily energy and movement were so rampant and wild? We cannot literally have rivers running within us, as reviving as it would be. YetContinue reading “Finding your legs (again)”

Acquiring fire

If you can’t start from scratch, how do you fix a broken system? How do you shift into new practices? How do rediscover a part of you that seemed lost? These questions echoed in the back of my mind while moving through two seemingly disparate experiences last week. It started with the Arrabon conference, aContinue reading “Acquiring fire”

Sprouting

It would be great to be able to say that spring is sprouting, but it’s sort of been a tease (she wrote, as freezing rain pelleted the ground outside). Still, its sunny inklings have been relief, anticipating when good things can grow, both green and otherwise. Of course I’m clear on the climate change implicationsContinue reading “Sprouting”

Where we go from here

It has taken me a week to process the Women’s March. Yes, in this high-speed world I remain impossibly slow. But in this case, and from my big picture perspective of a culture on the edge of change for the better (and it is), I think that’s not a bad thing. I had my hesitations aboutContinue reading “Where we go from here”

Awe-importance

Lately I’ve been magnetically drawn to the idea that, as humans, we need to regularly experience awe: it has a positive – even transcendent – effect on our perspectives, lives, and relationships. It’s heartening to see that this eternal truth – something poets, writers, great thinkers, and outdoorsfolk have taught us through the ages –Continue reading “Awe-importance”