There are moments, usually late at night, when the urge is not for meditation or deep breathing, but for a primal scream. The kind that rattles walls. Followed closely by aggressively loud potato chips. Crunchy. Salty. Possibly eaten straight from the bag like an emotional support activity. Actually, […]
Every now and then the universe throws us a little curveball just to remind us it’s still the reigning champion in “plot twists.” This week’s cosmic surprise? Astronomers may have discovered a previously unknown type of astronomical object that has been nicknamed Cloud-9 which might finally help us […]
2025 didn’t tiptoe in. It arrived with a clipboard, a calendar full of meetings, and a very clear message of “You’re in it now. Fully. All the way in.” This was the year I stepped into my new role and actually turned things around. Not quietly. Not tentatively. […]
I recently came across a line that stopped me in my tracks “It’s a year where growth comes from motion, not mastery.” And for reasons both cosmic and deeply personal, it landed. As a Rat entering a Horse year apparently I’m astrologically predisposed to this lesson. Rats are […]
I don’t know who decided that Brussels sprouts would be the official vegetable of 2025, but I would like to have a word. Preferably far away from any roasting pan. Every restaurant menu I glanced at toward the end of the year whether it was holiday prix-fixe, catered […]
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? Lately, I’ve been watching architectural shows the way some people watch cooking competitions. Wide-eyed. Slightly dramatic. Fully aware that I do not, in fact, have Michelin-star money or, in my case, Oshatz or Aires […]
I chose joy as my word many years ago. And it mattered. At the time, joy felt like something to fight for. To protect. To defend from people and circumstances that were very willing to take it. But joy changes. Especially in January. January is not a neutral […]
As 2025 closes its doors, I’m doing a very un-2025 thing. I’m packing up, taking stock, and actually leaving stuff behind. And, I don’t mean my Netflix queue or my collection of weird mugs. I mean the heavy, exhausting, soul-sucking stuff that weighs more than a Manhattan subway […]
Every year, I try to choose a word. A small word with big responsibility. A word that quietly taps me on the shoulder throughout the year and asks, Are you paying attention? In the past in one year for example, I chose joy. And it mattered. I didn’t […]
The end of the year is here, and I’m not entirely sure how I’m supposed to feel about it. Apparently, the correct response is enthusiasm. The NYC ball drops, we cheer like we personally accomplished something, blow whistles, kiss strangers, and scream numbers as if time itself is […]
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