“Transitioned”

In limbo between an old, dying economic model and some nebulous future one, how do we prepare ourselves for what comes next? A few days ago I posted a link to my Facebook page that prompted a few enraged replies, which I guess was just what I was looking for. (I was pissed off, and…

On Being a Regular

Ten years ago today, Hal and I got married in Belize. To celebrate our anniversary, here’s a little bit about how we came to fall in love with the place, and with each other. Beware: mushiness ahead

The Artist’s “WE”

The worst thing about a slump, a bout of writer’s block, a dysthymic interlude–whatever you choose to call it–is that it’s lonesome in there. No light penetrates the Chamber of Self Torture, and the only sound is a drip-drip-drip of wasted time leaking out and the ominous hissing of something very nasty there in the…

Unexpected Tailwinds

You don’t always realize it right away when the wind swings around on you. A number of life’s big changes are wind shears–sudden and sometimes catastrophic. But more often, it seems to me, your journey shifts imperceptibly, a strengthening crosswind gradually changing your course. My first Women in Aviation, International conference, a gathering of thousands of…