His name was Lon and his hands were trembling as he looked down at the words written on the crinkled piece of faded yellow college ruled notebook paper that he was tightly gripping. “I’ve never read this poem in public,” he quietly said, his voice shaking. Lon Hall is a cowboy poet from Montana. He’s […]
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I found myself in a Hollywood tattoo parlor six days after four airplanes were hijacked, two crashing into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, one into the Pentagon, and one in a Pennsylvania field. During the devastating chaos that first week following the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks, nothing made sense. Nothing, […]
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My twenty-year friendship with Holly began with a Post-it Note. I had recently started my first post-law school job in Madison, Wisconsin, and Holly was a co-worker. I was struggling with my new boss’s demands, and my lack of experience left me without the courage to voice my frustrations with the situation. I must have […]
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September is National Yoga Month. Normally I wouldn’t care. Normally I would roll my eyes and throw National Yoga Month in the ridiculous category of other so-called Hallmark holidays like Sweetest Day or last week’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day. But this year is different. This year National Yoga Month is a bit special […]
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My quest for shama actually began years before Yoda and I took off in Princess Leia the Prius on our five month seeking shama road trip. Way back when, a broken heart and the beginnings of my job burnout led to me inventing the Shama Yoga Rug, now distributed by Manduka. Read my guest post […]
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