Halfway Day and Q3

I’m done thinking of my life as a through-hike; instead, I think of it like an art project, something I get to design based on whatever happens to be bothering me or intriguing me at the moment.   At the moment, that project is about incorporating weights, managing cortisol, and adding more protein to my diet. I want to feel what it would be like to be strong.

Inspired By In April 2025

I’ve been listening to her coverage of Trump’s first hundred days, and her informed rage is deeply, deeply satisfying. I like that she comes with stories, history, connections, and receipts. I hate hearing about the things she reports on; they wreck me, but I need to hear. As of today, she’s returning to just Mondays, and I will miss her.

Oil

I asked the therapist at the end: If you could give one piece of advice to anyone (including me), based on your expertise as an Ayurvedic massage therapist, what would it be? 

At Kripalu

I am sitting in the sunroom on the fourth floor, where I had a breakthrough epiphany many years ago. It was here that I began transcribing letters from my Inner Wisdom Guide. This sunroom has always been one of my favorite places. It’s all redecorated now, tricked out with slouchy, lounge-friendly furniture in greens and … Continue reading At Kripalu