Before I could walk I could swim. True story. I famously jumped into a hotel pool for a swim, fully clothed and on the way to dinner, when I was less than 2 years old. My Dad had to jump in and fish me out. I'm at ease in the depths, but it's the shoreline that intrigues me. One …
Break on Through
I'm a Dark Half kinda gal. Bring on longer nights, cooler temps, scarves, and firewood piles. Give me that Dreamtime, that mystical lens, that rich subconscious realm. I love the Dark Half; September to March is when I'm feelin' GOOD. But first. Before I get to plunk down in front of …
On Purpose
I'm writing to you under the best of circumstances. I'm sitting in the dark of early morning, when the air is cool like a pond. There's a rooster crowing across the valley and raindrops are plink-plinking off the leaves. Remember when I wrote to you about "roaring chi"? My chi is roaring …
