What we own owns us. Our home and our belongings are a reflection of who we are. If we aren't in tune with who we truly are, it's easy to subconsciously surround ourselves with possessions and an environment that may appear meaningful on the surface but, in reality, is all meaningless and devoid of sentimental value. For more than a decade, my house was simply… read more
Asking for help is a learned behavior for me. I can't pinpoint where in my life I embodied the notion that I had to do everything on my own, but it was my M.O. for most of my life. My older brother even called me "Little Big Woman" from a very young age in recognition of how this showed up in me as a little… read more
“When are we there, Aunt Lois?” A seemingly innocent question that was way more poignant than I’d initially thought when asked by my niece as we traveled from site to site, city to city on a family tour of China (that’s Grace above, peering at me between the seats of our bus in Beijing). It turns out I’d asked this question of myself often, not… read more
