It is hard to believe that Some Days was born four years ago. And, in some ways, I was too. My own journey of becoming has played along in parallel to Some Days’. And, in a beautiful virtuous cycle, it has allowed me to support others in their own journeys as well. A big dream... Continue Reading →
Some Days, It’s Just the Beginning
Twenty years ago, I kissed a handsome stranger I saw across the room at a holiday party and then shared an elevator with. The four years that followed were not your typical love story. In fact, it would be almost that long before I truly understood I was living my own love story at all.... Continue Reading →
Some Days, It Feels Impossible
Some days, it feels impossible. Like there is no right answer. No good answer. No path. We look down the tunnel but cannot see the light. In these moments, we have to trust that following the thread, however thin and delicate, will lead to the highest good. Trust the journey, if you will.When I was... Continue Reading →