When I stumbled upon Communal Table, a publication about recipes and sharing meals together, it was in start-up phase, being launched on kick-starter. I knew I wanted in.
“I would like to be known as an intelligent woman, a courageous woman, a loving woman, a woman who teaches […]
It's been five years since my grandmother passed away from her valiant battle with Multiple Sclerosis. As I have honored her memory and reflected on her life, I felt the push to write a letter - directly to her. Here it is.
Sometimes the place you are used to is not the place you belong. You belong where you believe you belong. Where is that for you?
Maybe it’s time to say “no.” Maybe it’s time to say “yes.”It’s different for everyone. But, at the end of the day, we all have the same amount of time. The question is,
"What will we do with it?"
"...and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”