Nothing good comes easy

Nothing good comes easy

I grew up with ZERO understanding of process. I chalk this up to the alcoholic dynamic that played out in our household. One minute–OK, this would go on for hours, but who’s counting– my father would be drinking and raging, tearing into my mother,...
The male version of getting bangs

The male version of getting bangs

Twin Lakes, Colorado, that’s where we were. A small frontier town surrounded by mountains and lakes. An old West feel with a tight-knit community serving tourists in order to keep food on the table. Trail runners, hikers, fishermen, outdoors people mostly, that’s who...

Good morning, slacker

Like a lot of overachievers, I hold myself to impossible standards.  It’s bought me a lot in life: it’s also created gratuitous stress. If you’ve landed in my world, chances are good that you can totally relate. This morning, even before my eyes snapped open, I...
I so loved wearing a headscarf

I so loved wearing a headscarf

I have to admit it. I questioned whether or not I should bring this post back. I got some “rather unfriendly” comments the last time I presented it here. So let me say this before I get going. I’m talking about MY experience with hijab as a western...

The ski patrol isn’t coming

The trail was 45-minutes long. One of those long, windy black diamond numbers over steep moguls, through unconsolidated snow.  My bindings were acting up.  One turn, two, and my ski would fall off. Walt was getting frustrated.  Down on his hands and knees for the...
3 things I learned climbing mountains

3 things I learned climbing mountains

I climb high mountains. I’d like to offer you three lessons I’ve learned in the mountains; climbing lessons if you will. I’ve discovered over the years that there are many “mountains” in life. These lessons can be applied liberally. Each is entirely relevant to...