Bike Lessons

To consider myself a mountain biker, or a biker of any sort, would be like considering my French Mastiff to be a lap dog.  Does he like to sit in my lap? Yes. Does he fit? Not quite. Although I lack the refined skills to master any rock gardens and taking a berm would be… Continue reading Bike Lessons

Seeing Beyond the Thorns

On a hike today, I chose to leave any company behind and just be with myself. I don’t get to be solo very often. Between the demands of a job and maintaining a balance with friendships and family, I find little time for blank space. My nature is to go, to do, to be present,… Continue reading Seeing Beyond the Thorns

Nighttime Bedfellows

2:15 It is my witching hour.  I don’t even have to look at the clock anymore.  I know what time it is.  Every night, night after night.  The result of a heavy mind. Lately, words like “uncertainty” and “patience” have been part of my daily vocabulary- lots of change pending for me and for my… Continue reading Nighttime Bedfellows