The Revelation of Rest

The Revelation of Rest

It’s 11:30 in the morning and I’m standing in my kitchen wearing last night’s pajamas and a robe. I’m bingeing Ted Lasso on my iPad, which I’ve started today and episode 3 is up. From the fridge I’ve fished out a small wedge of brie...
To Be Human

To Be Human

What a ride to be human in America right now. Living through a pandemic feels like a confusing, nightmarish version of Groundhog Day. Each person has an invisible barbell, Fit for an Olympian, Sitting on their shoulders. Life feels extra heavy. Our country is isolated...
A Gift to Myself—Lindsay’s Welcome Letter

A Gift to Myself—Lindsay’s Welcome Letter

It’s been years. YEARS. But I still vividly remember pouring my heart out onto the pages of my journal or furiously typing out my feelings on Microsoft Word in the upstairs wing of the library. I can picture me sitting there on a wooden chair—intently focused—the sun...