Spilling the Tea
Swipe up if you love Millennials. To understand this new generation, you have to start with the Baby Boomers (BB), used to describe people born between 1946 and 1964. Following World War II, the troops...
View ArticleI Talk Too Much
It’s true, I talk too much. I’s a burden but one I have chosen to bear. My teachers always noted this on my report cards, “Cheryl likes to talk,” along with notes on my poor spelling, and uncommon...
View ArticleMoving On
I’m at a loss for words this month but I suppose that’s to be expected. Christmas is like moving but twice in one month. It involves enormous boxes, pulling things down from the rafters, unpacking,...
View ArticleAfter the Orgy of Christmas
— Each of us is an artist of our days; the greater our integrity and awareness, the more original and creative our time will become. ~John O’Donohue I’ve been thinking about this quote post-Christmas,...
View ArticleDon’t You Dare Slide Through Life
It’s as if life were a giant accordion, time continually folding in on itself, sometimes the phenomenon is so profound I find it hard to breathe. Stevie Wonder claims music, at its essence, is what...
View ArticleLife in the Fast Lane
Folding down the visor to avoid the evening glare, I fight my way out of the far-right lane, and onto 280 traffic that is already backed up, aligning my car towards home. Taking the Southwest...
View ArticleLost in General
Nancy, “Which way do we go?” Cheryl, “North” (my response for all directionally related questions) Nancy, “The options are right or left.” Cheryl, “Right?” Nancy, “Okay.” Cheryl, “No, wait, it’s left.”...
View ArticleFlaming Waters
I tend to write about lighter issues, leaning away from those messy, trite, complicated aspects of life, and even when I tackle something heavy, I sprinkle it with humor as if Mary Poppins. Living in...
View ArticleEver Make a Mistake?
Are there things you would do differently given the opportunity? Things so painful you’d prefer to leave them buried under layers of futile absolutions. If only we could rescind that nasty email...
View ArticleDid You Know?
Did you know if you open your eyes in a pitch-black room, the color you’ll see is called eigengrau. It’s the color of the deep dark ocean, without the monster lurking in the background, or a ripened...
View ArticleThe Grandmother Hypothesis
It’s never a good sign when things start falling before ten in the morning. The new umbrella fell over and broke the porch lamp, then Larry cut his finger on a broken water glass that fell off the...
View ArticleWho’s Guarding the Nest?
By cracking open a crusty eye, I am able to gage the light spilling into the curtainless room, and calculate the time as a smidgen past 6:00 am. I slip quietly out of bed on this crisp morning so as...
View ArticleBehind the Scenes
It is my distinct pleasure to share with you a recent interview I had with Colleen M. Story, a published author, public speaker, workshop facilitator, wellness leader, and author platform specialist....
View ArticleThe Thing About Love
— “All the creativity books in the world aren’t going to help you if you’re unwilling to have lousy, lame, and even dangerously bad ideas,” Seth Godin. I’m just putting this out there. Conversely, Ali...
View ArticleFlush and Move On
All this hurrying will be over soon and my life will unravel like a roll of toilet paper and a curious cat. I’ll puddle on the bathroom floor in generous heaps, useless for the rest of the summer,...
View ArticleTime to Level Up
When the ache of living notches up, it’s as if I’ve been through a vigorous workout, my ravaged brain courses with norepinephrine, which leaves me tender, and in need of a long luxurious bath, red...
View ArticleI Wish You Bad Luck
The word valor has been playing hide and seek in the wilderness of my mind, it’s annoying, but what can you do? I looked it up, it has something to do with courage in the face of uncertainty or danger,...
View ArticleTime To Lighten Up
I was maybe twenty-something, a naive passenger in a packed car, driving in circles for hours, trying to locate the address of a party located in an unfamiliar town, all because someone failed to...
View ArticleIt Doesn’t Get Better Than This
The first bell rings, I grab my computer bag as if a life preserver, and wade through the human current of students to get to my second floor classroom. This feels like an enormous accomplishment, I...
View ArticleSwipe Up
From the time my daughter Kelley was a young child, I’ve been praying for the person she will someday marry. It’s not as weird as it sounds. I didn’t know who it would be, or when they would meet,...
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