Still Working on my Handstand. Still Missing Dad.
Last Father’s Day, Elephant Journal published this blog post I wrote about my dad. It’s a good read for…
Last Father’s Day, Elephant Journal published this blog post I wrote about my dad. It’s a good read for…
When I was in high school, I hung out with a group of guys, all a bit older than…
Whenever I’m on a roll (existentially at least), I find pennies. I’m not talking about a sporadic coin here…
On a recent job interview with a Wake Forest alumna, the interviewer looked at her resume and asked, “What…
I posted this piece last year as we neared Mother’s Day. I was still living in the jungles of…
I’ve been writing for some time about living in the “alternate universe–” meaning, life on the surface at work…
I used to have employees of the two-legged variety–and many of them remain good friends to this day. Nowadays,…
I never imagined wanting to come to John Travolta’s defense. But amidst all the post-Oscar Travolfrenzy about his on-stage butchering of Idina Menzel’s name,…
I’ve been thinking about thinking lately. Mostly, that we don’t cultivate the time to do it anymore. I used…