ReflectiveWriting

  • Good News Looks Good on Me

    You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? I’d blink a few times, slow — like I’m clearing fog from a windshield. I’d look around the room, searching for something out of place. My brain… Continue reading

  • The One Thing That Waits

    On my to-do listthere is always one thingthat remains untouched. Clean Your Closet. It arrives underlined,sometimes twice,so it knows I mean business. The task is simpleand impossibleat the same time. I tell myself I will do it tomorrow. But tomorrow… Continue reading

  • Not Just for Hunger

    My favorite thing to cook depends on the moment.My guests matter just as much as the food—sometimes more. What I cook is never just for hunger. Cooking, like living, works best when you don’t overstay at the stove. You step… Continue reading

  • Leisure, Taken Apart

    Leisure has changed for me. It’s not what it once was. In leisure, I do not sit still.I float beside my thoughts. A violin, a gentle piano, hums somewhere—even if no one is playing it. Art leans in through my… Continue reading

  • Remembering Is to Live Again

    What has been lived does not dissolve;it persists, asking to be remembered,tugging at my sleeve with borrowed sighs. Time, I have learned, does not proceed cleanly forward.It folds.It sneaks in. Some people want to outrun time.I sit with it.I ask… Continue reading