Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I used to fight the idea of autumn all the way but what good is that? Resisting it is problematic to no one but myself. I realized that going into this season kicking and screaming does no good at all to me or my heart so in true miracle fashion (thank you Marianne Williamson) I've... Continue Reading →
Thank you for each of the 94 days that have passed since June 20 where I chased the sun, consciously and unconsciously. I spent that first day of summer, the longest day of the year, the day with the most light---I spent that day chasing the light. I drove west with Ashlee following the sun.... Continue Reading →
Happy International Women's Day to all the lovely women in my life, young and old who, every day, do their best to do good. The theme this year is Choose to Challenge. I love that. Let's challenge the status quo, internationally and locally. Because we have to. Because as a women of privilege it's up... Continue Reading →
Here I am---first day of February. I made it. One month behind me. One month into a new year. One hopeful month in and as I look back (briefly, because I'm not heading that way) it feels like it was a fine month---and this one-day-at-a-time is how I will eventually put another whole year behind... Continue Reading →
Resolutions The intention behind a resolution is to change something and mostly I think people want to change for the better. The New Year is a collective opportunity for making some kind of change. I think it's cool. Change is inevitable. The only real constant in the universe is change according to our ancient friend... Continue Reading →
I've fallen in love with my commute. I walk. It's just under two kilometers. It's through a park and over a bridge. It's beautiful. Walking to work doesn't happen much anymore. We drive---mostly. Even walking to school is something that doesn't happen for the children like it did when we were young. We've created a... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 