"My trees, they were all gone...I stomped up to that punching bag and channeled all of that intense rage and fury into my fist, and I swung... The moment my fist connected with that punching bag, I knew." SAVE THE TREES!
How Powell’s Bookstore Became a Bribe and a Reward
Last Nov, I posted a letter our 10yo wrote about coming home from school, super excited, and demanded to visit Powell's. I tagged Powell's with no expectations because I am a decent human who likes to give credit where credit is due and Powell's inspired that story. Next thing I know, Powell's has become a bribe AND a reward, and I ain't mad.
A Fork and a Decision
I am at a crossroads in my journey. An unexpected fork in my path appeared suddenly last week. And now I am stuck, frozen; one with the soil and the roots beneath me. It's like I'm staring at the open mouth of a viper, as its tongue tries to slash me. I feel trapped in... Continue Reading →