• Usually, a head cold is my worst nightmare—a rhythmic-breaking, “cry for mom” disaster. But this time, the brain fog became a metaphorical helmet, acting as blinders that narrowed my focus into a productivity streak. From 25 novel pages to new manuscripts, it turns out a rattled brain might be my best collaborator.

  • After a three-year hiatus due to an ankle injury, I returned to the Italian Alps with romantic notions of skiing. While my body held up, a surprising mental shift—anxiety and fear—transformed the meditative joy into a test of endurance. What once brought gleeful abandon now felt heavy, making me question if my passion for the slopes has changed forever.

  • Two weeks ago, I was defrosting by the sea. Today, I’m fueling up on the vibrant energy of the city. 🏙️✨

  • Although you will read this as a new post, I am writing this on a Google Doc since I have finally taken the plunge to update my blog behind the scenes. You may notice a bit different font, coloring, overall view…or you may not!

  • Lately, I have been contemplating my role, my purpose, my existence amongst the living. It’s a regular thing I do without an agenda – i.e. I am not suicidal, just contemplative. A new life purpose statement came to me recently, which I hesitate to share as it is a personal element that once put out into the world can become a weapon to use when one falls short of achieving or personifying an…

  • There are so many thoughts that come in and out of my mind every day. Sometimes I remember to act on them, if they are writing ideas or easy to access actionables. Other times, I push them swiftly to the back of my mind to get lost in the shuffle of information blocks jousting for attention so that their moment to shine comes sooner. While there are many reasons for why a spark…

  • Just over a week into 2026, and the pace is picking up. Fortunately, we started the year off very slowly to recharge the batteries. In fact, I spent three full days 90% offline. I do not know that 100% is fully possible unless I also went off-grid, but I still like my creature comforts. Plus, I appreciate the convenience of being able to look up information or create a random image–like the one…

  • Well, well, it has been more than a hot minute since I last wrote. My mojo for writing anything outside of my novel and journal was more or less lost. I have been percolating ideas, but also I have been pushing aside the voices in my head out of _____ (fill in the blank with whatever you like; it’s probably accurate). Fortunately, I feel myself coming out of the unintentional yet self-imposed box…

  • Again, I am still here. I have lots to share, but time has flown by as I walked the Camino de Santiago from the 8th to the 20th. Some thoughts arose, some ideas percolated to the top, some desires were let go. So, as I process, I shall update. Overall, though, I appreciated the simple of life of eating, sleeping, getting up and walking, taking in the scenery with nothing more than that…

  • Just thought I would pop on here to say, I’m still alive. On one hand, I cannot believe August and September flew by without me writing here at all. On the other hand, I have been writing my OSH’s newsletters, which in some ways have taken my content from this space. So, if you do not get those newsletters, feel free to subscribe for free–or better yet, pay for them–and catch up there,…

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