A time sensitive invitation. Have you ever wished you’d captured the life stories of a loved one before they were gone? Or maybe you’ve wondered what stories and wisdom of your own you should leave behind? That box of old photos in the attic, those holiday traditions whose origins are now fuzzy, or that family recipe with missing steps because grandma just knew how much flour...
A recurring theme in this online journal, thus far loosely focused on my heroine’s journey with cancer, has been letting go and acceptance. Like the times I wrote about letting go of our stuff, of outcomes, and of emotions like FOMO. Or when I shared my insights about what surrender means to me. These reflections are more often than not universal and apply to everyday living. Life challenges come...
I joined a six-week journaling circle. Just to see whether that would inspire me to write again. This week the prompt during our session was, in brief: if your life metaphorically was a boat, what kind of vessel would you be traveling in? Others in our group spoke about being in a canoe, pleasure boat, even barges. I settled on a sailboat. Not a small dinghy sailboat, but a larger one that needs...
Every decade, I’ve marked my birthday with something unforgettable. At 30, I woke up in London, had champagne in a pub, and made it to a party in Versailles by dinner. At 40, I threw a rooftop bash with a live band in Manila. At 50, I lunched with friends on Victoria Peak in Hong Kong and hiked down through a tropical forest. At 60, my honey and I floated over Moldova’s capital in a hot air...