The Ginger *Snap*s

When we feel safe, our creativity opens like a wildflower—unplanned, luminous, impossible to command. Imagine telling a story or showing a photo or piece of art to someone who loves you. Your words and vision tumble out, curious and brave, full of color and small, surprising truths. The art grows wings. Now imagine telling or…

Not a week. Not a month.One single day. Multiple events are happening at such a rapid pace it’s easy to get overwhelmed and ignore because it’s easier for your brain to justify the unspeakability that is happening in our country right now. And I have been watching this daily, for months now. Watching the same…

As the new year arrives, there’s often a quiet pressure to reset, improve, and push forward. New intentions, new goals, new energy. But if there’s one lesson worth carrying into this season—and one Dr. Rangan Chatterjee returns to often—it’s that lasting change rarely comes from doing more. It comes from creating space for rest. Life…

As we move through this Yuletide season, I’ve been thinking a lot about gifts. Not just the ones wrapped in paper, but the ones that arrive quietly in our lives. Opportunities, love, healing, moments of joy. And how often, when something good finally reaches us, our first instinct is to wonder whether we truly deserve…

This year’s collage looks a bit like the universe shuffled my favorite play-list—travel, mountains, horses, pastries, auroras, bikes, and one very opinionated dog. I didn’t realize how lucky I’ve been until I started scrolling back through all the pics this year and thought, “Huh…this actually was a pretty good year”—even if my hair still hasn’t…

We live in an age of reflex — a collective startle response.Our perception of humanity has split down the middle: us and them, right and wrong, awake and asleep. We scroll, we brace, we choose sides. It’s easier to belong to a camp than to sit in the tension of complexity. But the nervous system…

Last night, standing in my own backyard, I watched one of the largest auroral storms on record spill across the sky—curtains of color folding and unfolding like the world briefly remembered its own magic. It wasn’t the first time I’ve seen the northern lights; I’ve chased them in other corners of the world, letting their…

It’s funny how fleeting peace can be. One minute you’re leaving pilates feeling like a Zen goddess, all breath and light and “nothing can shake me,” and the next, someone cuts you off in traffic and suddenly you’re auditioning for Fast and the Furious: Emotional Meltdown. It’s easy to beat yourself up in those moments….

I know I’m strong—and I’m grateful for that strength—but there are days when I simply wish for a moment of ease. Sometimes strength feels like both a blessing and a responsibility, a quiet understanding that I’ll show up and carry what needs carrying. And while I’m thankful for the resilience I’ve built, there are moments…