I recently went up to the mountains of Colorado for some retreat time. The first morning I was there, I found myself thinking about the word retreat, which I’ve reflected on before. We retreat from work, or volunteer duties, or doing our part for tikkun olam...
I took myself back to Breckenridge, Colorado last month. I went during the “off season” (between leaf-peeping and ski seasons) to see what it would be like—and it was wonderful. Most afternoons were warm enough to hike with just a fleece layer, and there was just one...
As I mentioned last week, one of the gifts I received last month was the opportunity to spend some time in the White Mountains. Most days, I spent at least some time sitting on this small back porch, looking across the road to a stand of ponderosa pine trees, grateful...
Last month, I was blessed to spend more than a week (a combination of working and retreat days) in the White Mountains of northern Arizona. (I wrote about my last visit to this place here.) It was such a gift to be back amongst the Ponderosa pines. As I took morning...
Once upon a time, my husband Henry drove a cab for a living. Even after we met and married, he continued to drive the 2 pm to 2 am shift on Saturdays because he loved the people he met and the experiences he had. He has told me a number of stories about that work, and...