lonely much?

have you ever felt lonely? when was the last time you felt lonely? I heard today that 46% of Americans feel lonely. To be honest, I had googled “loneliness” because it is something I deal with and learning is how I deal with most things. A conversation that had gone awry with a friend, tiredness … More lonely much?

conveyances

when i purchased my new-to-me car, folks knew that this decision and outlay of cash was a big deal – even bigger than heated seats. and in their kindness and excitement for me, i heard “isn’t it great?” and “aren’t you so excited?” Yes. i appreciate the chevy’s reliability and comfort. and uniform paint job. … More conveyances

Making space.

In yoga, folks talk about making space. We make space on our mats for our imperfections and triumphs and disappointments. Weariness and strength. The ego doesn’t have much space allotted to the real estate of yoga mats, though mine still shows up right before I do the yoga equivalent of “hold my beer.” About Father’s … More Making space.

3 years at least

I finally did it. Following at least three years of languid research, six or so weeks of intense discovery, nearly a decade of recommendations from kith and kin; and the favorite friend who scouted two cars I’d identified and cross-referenced across multiple car-buying services and Motor Trend, Consumer Reports, NADA, etc., ran through VIN-check services … More 3 years at least

Blind-spot detector

What can you say about a car – a sweet Vibe even – that looks and sounds better from a distance or when freshly out of a tornado-driven thunderstorm? I’m not materialistic, but even I eventually recognize the time to part with things like my long-appreciated adventure wagon, a 2004 Pontiac Vibe. I’ve been casually … More Blind-spot detector

What if …

A few months ago while winding down from a particularly challenging yoga practice with sweat pooling between me and my mat and an anxiety rising up in my thoughts, I wondered, “What if I were the most accomplished person in the world? How would I carry myself?” I felt my body stretch outward and fill … More What if …

I had forgotten

I’m getting a new roommate. Izzy is going to soon make her triumphant – if not temporary – unexpected return to the Hobbit House. Gosh, I’ve missed her. Izzy has been the head of ranch security on the land Z’s parents own in Oklahoma for the past years. She has barked up the southern sun. … More I had forgotten