Travel, Privilege, and Solo-Poly

Riding on the West Highlands train line from Mallaig to Fort William in Scotland, listening to Hozier, and gazing out the window at some of the most beautiful landscapes in the world, I was overcome with emotion. Thankfully, this happens to me frequently. I am so aware of the blessing, the honor, and the privilege…

Inked

Growing up, if you had told me that at 46 I would have not just one but five tattoos, I would have told you the idea was absurd! I would have explained to you how tattoos are a sin, and your body was not yours to mark, but should be preserved in natural beauty for…