The years that we lived in England as expats it was a bit surprising to me how unfamiliar it felt to return for visits to the United States and how comfortingly normal life felt when we arrived back in the UK. It was curious and amusing. Having gone back for the first time after living in Spain for 3 years it feels profound. Still curious, still amusing; but there has been a deep shift at my core that there was not before. Read more →
Expat Life
It Is Go Time!
If you were to have asked me just a few months ago if I would be getting back to the US for a visit anytime in the foreseeable future, my answer would have been absolutely not.
And I would have been so very wrong. Read more →
Why Are We In Spain? Good Question!
A couple months ago I met up for drinks and tapas with an old friend while she and her husband were traveling in Spain with their daughter, who had just finished a semester abroad in Seville. The wine flowed as we feasted on tapas, reminiscing about suburban Catholic high school days, Read more →
Looking Out From Winter’s Journey Inward
Leading with gratitude and mindful intention: Winter is coming to its inevitable end. I open again as spring brings warm air and sun drawing me out of the house where winter had drawn me intensely within. Storms and washing away of that which winter transformed are in the forecast. Last week felt almost as if a tornado had landed in my head. The house literally shook as work continues on the finca. Up and out or remain inside surrounded by tremors. Powerful stuff! Read more →
Where Extraordinary Resides – Pepe the drunk baker and the color of life as it happens.
Beyond smoke and mirrors of circumstance, decoration of personal narrative, and aspects hidden in shadow there is nothing extraordinary. I said so myself in the post that I call #1. Written and declared – affirming that it is indeed right. (Right for now at any rate.)
So what if I back it up a bit to where extraordinary resides? What if I embrace the circumstance,narrative, and shadows. Celebrating what I do have. My story.
I can start there. Read more →
