Few things exist in this world that fill my heart with more happiness than fall in Indiana. In the words of George Eliot, “my very soul is wedded to it.” I arrived after dark and so could not see much but wide open navy blue as my parents drove me home from … Continue reading
Poetry, music, forests, oceans, solitude – they were what developed enormous spiritual strength. I came to realize that spirit as much or more than physical conditioning, had to be stored up before a race. – Herb Elliot, Olympic champion and world record holder in the mile, trained barefoot, wrote poetry, and retired undefeated. Two weeks … Continue reading
I fell in love on a cold day in January, 2010. After having fallen out of love with my boyfriend that I had been living with on the Upper East Side. Because he was planning a move to L.A. to join the last guy that broke my heart, I had to find a new … Continue reading
Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic … Continue reading
Just at the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains, a single lane, dirt road leads to my sister’s retreat from life in Atlanta, her cabin in the woods. It is here were she and my two beautiful nieces, six and four, escape to nature. There are no neighbors, no wifi, no tv, and no makeup. … Continue reading
A Wandering Wino 