LIVING A LIFE EXTRAORDINARY
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive… I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers…
I stared at myself in the hazy, scratched mirror of the campground bathroom. A Chernobyl-sized beetle scampered past my foot. I didn’t flinch. It appeared I wasn’t quite myself. Was it the aftermath of the Black Death-like virus I’d survived the week prior? No, that wasn’t it. Was it the darn altitude fuzzing my brain…
When you live in the Southwest, in a place where rodeos actually “come to town,” and said event blasts in with horses, bulls, sheep and cattle in tow — by all means, you two-step your way straight to the show. Held at the official rodeo grounds (because, yes, Santa Fe has official rodeo grounds), the…
It was a morning well-spent. After hours spent working online, I took myself on a stroll to Canyon Road, Santa Fe’s bastion of renowned art galleries and boutiques. I’m on Canyon Road all the time, mostly to work from The Teahouse, a magical space where I can spend an afternoon and treat myself to a…
I arrived in New Mexico rather ignorant about weather conditions here in the Land of Enchantment. “Santa Fe is in the desert,” I thought. “It’s quite dry in deserts. Therefore, it will be dry in Santa Fe.” (I always did well with logic and math theorems, lest you wonder). Turns out it’s a bit more…
The text message from my mother read something — ok, exactly — like this: “It said in today’s paper that there Was a blanket of haze over Santa Fay on Saturday are you having fires in your area of New Mexico?” My response wasn’t a lie. Not exactly: “There are wildfires going on but not…