Tag: kindness

  • 5 Elements of the Camino Our Country Could Really Use Right Now

    On many hiking days, hiding in the safety of the Camino de Santiago often offset the incessant pain of walking 15-18 miles a day, though it was hard not to feel guilty about turning a blind eye to the news back home. With spotty wifi connections and a goal to, you know, focus on the […]

  • “You’re Not Good, You’re Not Bad, You’re Just Nice”

    Right after the election, a meme was making the rounds, predicting that Hillary would come out on stage before the inauguration to sing “Last Midnight,” from Into the Woods.  If you’re unfamiliar with the musical, this may have looked like a jab to Hillary’s character, since after all, the song is sung by the witch.  In the song, the witch […]

  • You Are My Starfish–A Camino Story

    Despite the past several days throwing us some curve balls (I fell down the steps this morning–no broken bones but some pretty impressive cuts and bruises), I woke up feeling generally okay. Sure, the heat in our apartment still doesn’t work because our boiler almost blew us up last week. And sure, every day, the […]

  • Day 28: The Keeping Your Sh*t Together Award

    For the final 30 days of my twenties, I am writing one personal narrative a day that has impacted my life until now.  To read more about my challenge, feel free to check out the first post.   Also, this 30 Day challenge is also to support a wonderful charity, Zara Aina.  Please check out my fundraiser here and if […]

  • A Note on Vulnerability

    Last night Ben and I used a gift certificate to a fancy restaurant around the corner. It’s BYOB, and though I haven’t been drinking this month, I figured the glorious food was worth pairing with wine. But to say the least, after 4 solid gulps of Chardonnay, I was having a time. Not drinking for two weeks sure does make you a cheap date. Either way, I kept it together and eased back on the wine until desert time. By the time Ben got up to go to the bathroom, I was in a silly place. For some unknown reason, I blurted out, “It’s right downstairs.” And instantly collapsed into giggles as he walked away. Why? Because this is a tiny Montclair restaurant in the corner of a small brick apartment building. The dining room itself was a stones throw from one wall to the next, and there was literally one option of where the bathrooms could be, without walking into the kitchen. There were no steps. Anywhere. Why did I do this? I do not know, I was feeling crafty, and I blame the glass of wine.

  • Keep Shining, Rainbow Butterfly Girl

      Today is school Halloween.  Which means I am currently sitting at a desk dressed as Nancy Drew as a Panda leads a group of students (dressed as a collection of Donald Trumps, Storm Troopers, cats, and football players) up the stairs to their classes.  It’s really the best.  If I could wear a costume […]