I Think I might Be Home

I always intend to write about a place in the moment. Or at least that day or right when I return home. It seems it takes some time for certain places to soak into my cells before I can articulate my experience of them. Such is Ireland. India, on the other hand, being so totally … More I Think I might Be Home

Writing Out Loud

I’ve so many saddles to get back in: writing, exercising, home organizing, self-care, computer clean-up, but rather than choosing one place to start I imagine the whole lot as a giant pile-up on the highway with no shoulder, no movement and I have to pee. But not yet badly enough. Travel is a great illuminator … More Writing Out Loud

Resident Tourist

Throw Back Thursday Travel: Washington DC Full disclosure: I was born in Washington DC and raised inside its beltway, first in Maryland and then in Virginia. I left at 19 to go one state south to university, came back for a while, then left again for good at 27. So this is really more about time travel … More Resident Tourist

Sanctum

Growing up a vanilla Methodist, the word sanctuary simply meant that place in church where the minister would drone on and on forever. It’s where I sang in the choir – a mostly social event for me – took communion, and sat on hard benches waiting for the day when I could make my own … More Sanctum