A book about presence, written by someone who seems barely present with or tolerant of the reader's actual experience of reading it: that's the central irony I kept returning to, and I was never quite able to shake it.

We can’t care about everything at 100% intensity. We just can’t. The physics of the soul won't allow it. And yet, I find myself terrified of the alternative.

When the sleep schedule gets fixed, maybe then, it will go quiet.

Going into this school year, I already knew that I was going to be taking on a new position as the 9th grade English teacher lead. Though...

We're all a little worried, right? I walk out to my backyard every morning in early July and notice that, yet again, an entire day and...

The past week has been pretty rough. To spare the TMI details, I've been in a six-month long battle with my healthcare providers in an...

This is the story of how a standard weekend getaway became a spiritual reset and a field trip for the body.

Before we get into into this conversation, I'd like to invite my astrological nonbelievers to stay and read, because astrology doesn't...