Lesson from my self-defense class: when faced with a threat, you use your voice.
New “home” and new work and new thinking — everything changes, even if it doesn’t look like it. And I got a smartphone.
On change and on grief, both collective and personal.
I suspect it looks, from the outside, like I am having a major and meaningful moment — which is true. But from the inside, there is a strong feeling of unreality, of deer-in-headlights, of perplexity and not a little paralysis. So I am having a moment. What do I do now?
There are times when I ignore the blog because I have nothing new to report. Then there are times when the exact opposite is true, and I can’t write because […]
A first look at our new place in Oakland, and a little of my philosophy on fostering simplicity at home.
Nesting frenzy, tempered with a desire for minimal living.