Remember Who You Are: A story about a dog and you

Sufi is a dog. She has stars for eyes. Her soft blue fur is dappled with comet dust, and her rabbity ears are like antennas to another dimension. She is the color of warm velvet, and smells like a rain shower falling softly inside a corn chip factory. Sufi doesn’t...
Evolving Backward: Mario Andretti, Hammer Pants, and a Lot of Pee

Evolving Backward: Mario Andretti, Hammer Pants, and a Lot of Pee

During my trek through India, I was ecstatic that my best guy friend was coming to visit  – so I had to hustle to get out of Rishikesh and into Shimla to be able to pick him up at the airport when he landed. I should also mention that my friend and I had fallen...
I’m Quitting Being Miserable

I’m Quitting Being Miserable

I’m divorced. I’m working for the Bank. And I’m completely miserable. I can’t do this life anymore. It’s not how I imagined my life to look or feel. Frankly, my job sucks. The people I work for – all three of them combined – are almost as intelligent as that rock I...
Before There is Hibiscus on Your Coffin

Before There is Hibiscus on Your Coffin

When my Grandfather died, I wanted his flower arrangement to have hibiscus in it. I wanted to bring him Hawaii, because he never went. During the last year of my Grandfather’s life, he was in a nursing home. He was living with my parents, and while they were at work...
How a Poop on a Plane Helped Me Trust the Universe

How a Poop on a Plane Helped Me Trust the Universe

I was headed to India. Back to the Arabian Sea and the cliffs of Varkala to work on my novel. You know…the one I’ve been working on for about 6 years now. Five weeks in India. Five glorious weeks of nothing but writing time. Me. My computer. My memories....
Traveling for Courage

Traveling for Courage

This New Year, I’m reminded that sometimes it’s worth remembering the path you’ve come down so that you can steer clearly into the future. Remember the times you’ve been brave, kept going when you weren’t sure you could, or were...