Playtime

My family was an active one while I was growing up: hiking, canoeing, skiing, swimming, sports. From first grade through high school I played soccer. By my junior year I was still only on the JV team, occasionally subbing for the varsity team. I didn’t understand how I could have played for 11 years and still not make varsity. Freshman… Read more →

The Most Important Question To Ask Ourselves

I just broke up with Hollywood. Ok, so it wasn’t a bird in the pocket – no official offer had been put on the table. But we were certainly on our way to a long-term relationship – what looked, on the surface, like a dream come true: fame and fortune (relatively speaking), my creation paired with the rich and famous. All… Read more →

Fear: Our Captain Incognito

Fear is a sneaky motherfucker. You think you’ve got everything down. Life is going just the way you planned – maybe even better! You only need to tweak this, and spin that, and…and… And then you realize you’ve been acting like a cowardly asshole. For years. In fact, despite your show of accomplishments – the distances traversed and storms survived… Read more →

How To Celebrate The Holidays When You’re Alone & Far From Home

“How did you get through the holidays here, because I’m having a really hard time?” my little sister asked me. She had just moved to Hawaii and couldn’t wrap her brain around the fact that she had to spend Thanksgiving in 80 degree weather under palm trees, far from family, with no turkey dinner. (I know, get over it, right?… Read more →

Jose Mujica in Consumerism & Freedom

Some of you may of hear of Uruguay’s (now former) president president, Jose Mujica. He’s unlike any other leader I’ve ever heard of, and a true inspiration. This video really hit home for me – especially after spending 6 months in the USA fighting the cancerous temptation of consumerism. What are your thoughts? Read more →

Too Much Junk In Our Trunk: A Journey Across America

It’d been 15 weeks in the “Land of the Free” for my Mexican Monster. Fifteen weeks was more than enough time to understand how good we had it back in Baja. Three weeks would have sufficed. As those days slowly ticked by I watched my husband whither and close down. “I feel like I’m keeping a wild animal behind bars,”… Read more →

Writing (And Meditating) Without A Routine

For those traveling writers out there, this is an interesting perspective. (This can also be translated for meditators, practitioners, and artists of all types, I’d say). The vast majority of the time we are told that in order to be productive with our writing, we must have a routine. We must decide – and religiously stick to – certain hours… Read more →

Traveling Without Moving

The vast majority of us who live for travel, long for it all those months between trips. For most people it’s not possible to travel year-round; for others, they simply don’t want to be on the move constantly. And yet that yearning for the richness of life on the road does not relent. How then, can we nurse from the teat… Read more →

When a Nomad Settles Down (plus photos of my Aztec Wedding Extravaganza)

(photo by Nikki Woodward) Marriage. For many a nomadic woman this is an institution to be spurned. We’re an independent, ballsy breed – why would we need an extra set permanently encroaching on our lifestyle? Short-term, serial monogamy? Sure. An international spread of lovers? Yes please! But a life-long commitment to one person? How could anyone whose M.O. is personal transformation know that… Read more →

Ayotzinapa’s 43: How to Respond to Social Unrest as a Traveler

September 28th: the afternoon we boarded the bus, we heard murmurings of a protest: something about poor, rural students and injustices in the government. The details were unclear. Protests are a fairly regular occurrence in that region, so we didn’t give it much thought at the time. It wasn’t until a full week later that the story lifted from the fog… Read more →

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