Journeys way off the beaten path, and the power of everyday people.

Here I am. Thanks for pushing.

Several months ago, holed up in a room to myself (finally!) in New Zealand, I decided I would take a shower, and a photo of myself — hair wet, makeup off, any zit not covered and with the ratty towel I left on my bunk as dressing. The idea was tha…

I can nearly hear you.

The end of the road ... 6 hours hiking round trip to arrive at the end of Hooker Lake with Mt . Cook in the background. Just stunning. If there is God or something else, I will find it out here and not inside brick or cement walls. I sat for a long…

Goal: Be that. Every day.

In eighth grade Kelli told me a new girl moved in down the street. We became fast friends and despite her moving to Florida in high school and years of silence between, in the last years we have reunited as friends should, and the bittersweet is r…