I was interviewing Dr. Parker J. Palmer, an extraordinary poet, writer, change maker.  And in the middle of the interview, he asked me if I

It’s late Thursday evening as I am writing to you.  And the dark of the night makes for a deeper connection between us.  It’s almost

I have always known when something was about to change in my life.  Sometimes I would know it for years beforehand.  I would tell people

I have a few favorite movies I watch over and over again. They are my safe worlds. I go to them when a day has

Sometimes it will feel as if nothing makes sense.  Nothing at all.  You can’t fathom why bad things happen to you. Even though you try. 

I have been working longer hours lately and today I didn’t get a chance to sit and write you a letter. You may think, but

What if you were free.  To be what you feel To scream out your name.  And jump inside the pain Would you?  Live in it. 

I have been seeing a therapist lately.  We are trying to figure out how the heck did I change so much since the loss of

I posted a video about the Life Reentry class on facebook the other day and a woman commented under it, why don’t you put some

It was not like any other day.  Something was in the air.  A heaviness, with no name.  A knowing. A goodbye.  An Ending. A full

I have been trying to write you this letter all day long.  I have so much to tell you that my thoughts are competing for

Before Bjarne passed I used to be very social.  Big dinner parties at my house.  Hanging out with many friends.  Phone calls for lengthy conversations.