It’s OK to Have Everything I Want

Another terrific writing group last night- and again I am posting the short writing I finished during group. I love that I am at least writing and even better- I am meeting cool new people who I will be able to socialize in person with soon too! I hope you enjoy! ********** During six years…

It’s 5 O’clock Somewhere

Four Seasons- Bali  It starts in Berlin (it’ll end here too.) 5 O’clock is barely end of the business day but my girlfriends and I have been sitting at this café working since 10 and the weißweinschorle started flowing at 4…   Thailand Singha Beer and fruity drinks at a café backed against a temple…

A Cuenca Evening

  (This post started at my awesome Wednesday night writing zoom group- the prompt was joy! I hope you enjoy the joy I experienced on this lovely evening and being in Cuenca, Ecuador…)  ********** I walk down the street, cute cotton skirt flipping up a bit in the wind. The breeze feels good on my legs, exposed…

Sunshine, Freedom, and a Little Flower

“Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.” ― Hans Christian Anderson When I came across this quote, the first thing I pictured was sitting by the canal in Copenhagen, enjoying the warm fall sunshine on my shoulders, eating an amazing smorgasbord of herring, salmon, pickled veggies, and…

Naked in Berlin

As I thought about the theme for this Kink of the Week, I thought about the many different connotations I could bring to the topic of Exhibition that I learned from my life in Berlin. Many of you have read other posts of mine, and you know that living in Berlin was transformational, and I…

The Ending and a Beginning

It seems like life is always about ending and beginning again. A few weeks ago on social media, there was a wave of posts asking “What have you  accomplished or how have you changed over the past decade?” There is no way I could talk about the ways my life has changed in the past…

Happily Mental

I am sitting in a lovely Italian bistro- a glass of Argentinian Malbec at hand (hey I am in South America- of course, the wine is South American even if the food is Italian!) with my laptop open, writing. This alone feels like a miracle.  I haven’t written anything outside of work stuff (and even…

Back Again, in Medellin

Flying the short distance from Bogota to Medellin, I am reminded once again how incredibly mountainous and empty this country is. The rugged landscape spreads below me partly under the clouds, partly peeking out through them. I have been thinking about the city, the small tienditas, the panaderias, the people sitting outside the drinks shop…