When The End is Only the Beginning
I did it. I typed The End after I wrote the final sentence of my book a few weeks before I…
Who Let the Dogs Out?
[spb_text_block pb_margin_bottom=”no” pb_border_bottom=”no” width=”1/1″ el_position=”first last”] All of Playa Guiones came out today for the annual Dog Show to…
Knowing the Questions but Not All the Answers
I moved to Costa Rica to write the book that’s been roiling around in my head for nearly 15…
Our Mothers Map Our Lives
I have always been the crier in the family. Growing up, I cried every week when Gilligan and the…
Road Food
My recent trip to Panama required a bit of resourcefulness when it came to food at certain times. There…
Get on The Bus
“You’re either on the bus or off the bus.” –Tom Wolfe, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test A few weeks…
Mi Jardin es Tu Jardin
While in Boquete, Panama, I visited a garden that I read about in my guidebook. It surrounds a private…
What if You Had No Limits?
If someone had a yogi couple of the year award, I would nominate Susan and Bill. No, Susan can’t…
Meetings Made of Magic
Have you ever thought about how complicated it is for the universe to bring two people together? To get…