Unfinished For Now

This past week has been charged—not just for me, but for the country. I wake up each morning astonished by where we are and how quickly what once felt unthinkable now feels normalized. As someone who considers herself an empath, this isn’t simply about disagreeing with an administration or its policies. It’s about choosing not to believe what our eyes are clearly showing us. It’s about fact versus fiction. And it’s about the dangerous ease with which we are being conditioned

This past week has been highly charged not just for me but for our entire country.  I have woken up each day and I am astonished that we are where we are as a country. As a self-proclaimed empath, this hurts so much more than not agreeing with the current administration or their policies. This is about what is before us and choosing not to believe what our eyes are telling us.  This is fact vs. fiction. I reached my limit of what I am willing to brush off as political theater

Last month, I walked away from my job (yes, the same one that hired me 3 times over the course of 12 years) without a safety net, without a plan, and without something in the pipeline. Sometimes I wonder, “ What the hell was I thinking ?’  Nothing was wrong with the job—I liked being there and believed I was doing a great job. Still, it was time. Time for what, I don’t know yet, and that uncertainty may not be a bad thing. When people ask, " Did you retire?"  I say “No, I’m t

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