A year ago last December, during one of those inevitable vulnerable spells that periodically bubble up when one is attempting to reinvent oneself, I found myself emotionally gushing to a friend, “I need to drum up some Christmas magic. Where is the Christmas magic?!†After allowing myself a brief moment to […]
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My sidekick is a dog named Yoda. My car is named Princess Leia the Prius. You’d think I was a Star Wars buff, right? Truth be told, I’ve seen the six movies only one time each, and I only just watched Episodes I – III last year. I can’t even tell you what happens in […]
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I just pushed “send” and e-mailed the second draft of my book, Seeking Shama, to my editor. Those of you who follow my Seeking Shama Facebook page know that Yoda and I drove across country in Princess Leia the Prius the last week in July so that I could work from my parents’ lake house […]
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I was cranky yesterday. Hugely cranky. I’m usually a naturally happy person, but not yesterday. Actually, I haven’t been myself for a week now. It’s been a slow build of general irritability over the past seven days. I’ve known why, but there was no way that I was able to stop it. This happened because […]
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Personal reinvention is at times exhilarating and at times exhausting. Lately I’ve really felt tested. I almost feel the Universe looking down on me, questioning, whether in the face of adversity, I’ll remain positive, in the flow, and committed to living with the cowgirl spirit, or whether I’ll crack, give up and go back to […]
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stale /stÄl/ Adjective (of food) No longer fresh and pleasant to eat; hard, musty, or dry: “stale bread”. Wednesday night I was telling a friend about the wild ride I’ve been on during the past two years. While nursing a glass of wine, I explained to him how liberating it has been living outside of […]
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“I like your cowgirl boots,” gushed the beautiful bubbly brunette woman who had just climbed into the back of the limo with me. I thanked her, while quietly reflecting on how these boots symbolize my Seeking Shama journey of the past two years. The road, my beloved open road, had led me to these boots. Somehow, […]
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“A stranger gave me his car,†said my houseguest Wendee Nicole as she took a sip of her coffee. My eyes bulged out as I processed what she had just said. We were sitting at my kitchen table in our pajamas talking about when during times in life we feel our daily existence involves an […]
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Driving back from the airport on Wednesday afternoon with hunger pains in my tummy, I decided to swing by HEB to stock my fridge with a few essentials. Now that I live in Texas, tostadas have become one of those essentials.  I found myself contemplating the shelves packed with different flavors: yellow corn, jalapeño, chili […]
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The road has become a great teacher of mine. My road tripping over the past two years has brought me many profound lessons. These lessons come in many forms. They may be personal epiphanies that come from being lost in meditative thought during hours of driving through the countryside. They may come from meeting […]
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