Curious Compassion leads us on and on and on without end, for there is no knowing to intervene. No conclusion to be made. Without presumptions and assumptions, our inquiry takes us forever into more questions about what is? but how? and then?
My husband and I have been together fifteen years, and every Christmas we end up broke. It’s this crazy thing we joke about that happens no matter how well we plan our finances, and it’s not because we’re reckless or because we can’t add. The truth is, there’s only so...
It’s late October, already. My Sibella magazine article is overdue and I haven’t been struck by any inspiration to scribe. As you might have guessed from my writings so far, the whole “personal challenge” model of storytelling is quite foreign to me. Not having a...
I don’t belong here. In this place. In this family. In this life. I’m sure we’ve all felt that way, and probably thought we were the only one to ask, “why am I here?” The only one to question the purpose of our existence. Especially when we have so much to be...
