The Garlic Epiphany & My Superpower

The Garlic Epiphany & My Superpower

What emerged was an essay, “The Garlic Epiphany,” comprised of short reflections on a world without him, a world where his voice was silenced, how I struggled to feel alive on some days spent stretched out for too many hours on the couch he’d left to me. The title came from the ending where I was struck with the very sensory experience of standing at the stove, stirring garlic in a pan, the pungent odors and crackling sounds washing over me…

Nostalgia, Purpose, and Change

Nostalgia, Purpose, and Change

As the election season has dragged on this autumn, I’ve found myself falling back in time to that time four years ago when the wheels of change were starting into motion for me. The actual week of the election I was still trying to juggle my full-time job as the managing director of a dance company while also conducting a storytelling residency at Virginia Tech.

Leading Them to Drink

Leading Them to Drink

I would never buy a bottle of water.

Many people who know and love me recognize that I have this kind of extreme hangup about environmental waste, carry my own water bottle pretty much everywhere. Given that water in this country is often free and clean, I always wonder why more people don’t insist on doing the same. The answer, of course, is that we’ve been marketed out of understanding and believing it.

Pardon Our Mess

Pardon Our Mess

Alas, I’ve been struggling with my new website a bit as we bet acquainted. I’ve noticed that posts that come through to your email are not displaying photos. As sometimes they not only round out the story, having them not there can re-route and jumble up the language, making it all a bit messy.