A love letter to my practice

Dear Practice,
We have known each other a long time. You have been a difficult mirror for me: all the ways that I couldn’t or wouldn’t show up, all the things I feared from you, my willingness to walk away rather than face you some days.

Over the years, I’ve come to understand that this is [...]

Letter to my muse

Oh, honey. I miss you. I know that I’ve been asking you, these last few weeks, to spend your precious energy on things that don’t make your heart sing. Things like proposals and asking for recommendations. Things that feel like they require you to justify yourself.

I know these things don’t make [...]