How Hearing Loss Changed My Perspective on Sound
On losing my hearing, mishearing my way into better stories, and the tools I resisted before they gave me back more than they cost. Pick pocketers, a man named Jordie,…
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The Marathon Training Plan I Abandoned and the One I Just Signed Up For
Last fall the Sober Sis community pulled me away from my running training plan. The eighth marathon happened anyway. Now there’s a ninth and a Tuesday 5:30am alarm.
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The Clock I Actually Live By
An estradiol patch, a Carnegie Hall calendar, and why I cannot manage my own time without both.
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Nicollet Mall
JFK to MSP. Road warrior, in town for work. I skipped the car service. The light rail was easy. Fast. Cheap. And then I stepped off the train and went…
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Anchovy Drunk
I had been in the airport lounge, which sounds civilized until you are sober and find yourself lined up bar stool after bar stool watching red and white wines get…
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The Tethers
The muse clocked out somewhere over the midwest. The warrior kept going anyway. On tethers, glimmers, and the cup of coffee you didn’t know you needed.
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I Am Enough
I wake up with no compass, no direction. Coffee, a meditation mantra, and one leaping cat named Hugo conspire to set me right. I am enough.
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The Limner’s Spark: Connection and Creativity Align
A friend’s poem about the word ‘limner’ opens up a rabbit hole that connects an illuminated manuscript collection, a business partner’s quiet act of seeing, and what it means to…
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