The world is howling right now. Voices, certain and righteous, grow louder by the day—calling out to protect freedoms, stand for human rights, warn of a fragile economy, and cry out for a climate in crisis (look at the devastation in the Appalachian Mountains due to Hurricane Helene). It doesn't mat...

The coyote sat on the lush green hillside, its amber eyes cutting through the evening haze. He looked at me like he knew something, something old and wise that carried the scent of the wild places. His gaze called me, urging me to rise and run beside him, to chase down whatever it is that we seek wh...

If you’ve been in the online business space for a hot minute, I’m sure you’ve heard a lot of lip service about showing up “authentically” in your marketing.

Be vulnerable. Let them see the “real” you.

Based on the curated IG and TikTok videos I’ve watched—to quote the inestimable Inigo Montoya fro...

About to step across the threshold—backpack on, shoes laced up, route mapped, door wide open—and there I stop, immobile. 

Have you ever found yourself struggling to take the first step? That, my friend, is where I find myself.

The Norwegians have a word for it, dørstokmilla, the doorstep mile. It’...

It’s 5 am my alarm sounds. I consider hitting snooze, as one does. And then, I hear it. 

The sounds of the lions calling—literally from the other side of the screen.

All I can think is, “Will we find the lions today?! How fast can I get dressed? Can I go to the Land Rover, yet?” 

The night before...

It’s spring here in central PA, which means on a warm sunny day you can hear wood frogs calling to their mates. You’ll also hear neighbors exclaim, “I heard the frogs have you!?!”

The frogs are the sign that we’re ALMOST through the dark, winter months. Summer is on its way.

I'd like to rush ahead...