I went to a live concert in May and wept for the beauty of the performance, the art, the sound, for the connection I felt with the strangers I didn't even know I missed, and for the release of something I must have been holding onto really tightly without realizing it. There was a moment when Davina and the Vegabonds repeated a verse a capella about sunny days ahead, and stared out into the s…
The last year has challenged all of us in different ways. As my mother-in-law said just a month into COVID-19, "there is no one not affected by this." It just looks a little different for each of us. Whether we like it or not, we're all in this together. We see it differently, as though we're all touching one part of a mountain from different parts of it's vast landscape.Some folks are grievi…
The direction that we're all headed together isn't completely clear to me, and I'm not sure exactly which path we're on or how to ensure we're headed in the right direction, and this existential confusion about the state of - everything - can put me into a mental stalemate that stalls any and all progress at all. Not the progress that means I've checked things off a to do list or put laundry away…
