Writing
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Experiencing so many losses so close together has primed my brain for any messages about the afterlife. The other night, watching The White Lotus (I know…so profound) with my husband I heard the speech by a Buddhist monk, which is decidedly not in keeping with Buddhist writings, but is still pretty nice: “When you’re born,… Read more
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Whenever my mother-in-law would come to visit us, she would hug the people, go to the bathroom, get a glass of water (which would still be half full when she left), and then, “How about a garden walk?” It was always in that order of priority. And always, without fail, at every visit, the plants… Read more
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On Sunday I drove to Brookline with one of my dearest friends to attend the second stop on John Green’s book tour for his new book Everything is Tuberculosis. I also received a copy of the book (which was officially released 3.18.25) and finished reading the whole thing as of 6am Tuesday morning. Clocking in… Read more
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The month of March is kind of like a trick. It’s usually the moment when (in the Northern hemisphere anyways) everyone’s mind turns to spring, warmer weather, longer days, planting flowers, shedding coats, and generally more fun. But over the past 12 years, working with farmers, March felt very different. March is when the time… Read more
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I was thinking since we’re cruising into March next week, it was time for me to have a little check in. I’m also thinking through some possible topics for a more cohesive post, and I’m not ready to commit yet. Maybe next week. So, it’s been 2 months, and this will be post #7. I’ve… Read more
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I, like many people in this country, have been thinking about Kendrick Lamar’s halftime performance for the past few days. There is an unbelievable amount of writing/videos/posts about this by now, but yesterday on the socials, I was still seeing lots of White folks commenting about being confused, not liking it, feeling like they missed… Read more
