I turned 50 on New Year’s Eve. Leading up to the day I made an array of plans. […]
Author: Emlyn Lewis
Day 3 – Today, I did #runningwhilemarried, which can be a real, emotional high-wire act sometimes, but today […]
I was tricked. I was tricked with simple words and a simple challenge. I knew I had been […]
And so here we are, at the end of another year, and me dragging my body to the […]
New England’s woodlands are crisscrossed with stone walls, the remnants of a time when these forested acres were […]
I really didn’t want to this morning. The wind gusted angrily; the road littered with fallen branches, the […]
Pour your tea. Let the leaves float free. Drink it down fast. Hand it over. The future is […]
I’m not a Buddhist. Still. And in fact, you could argue that Robert Wright, who wrote “Why Buddhism […]
25F at suffer o’clock this morning, but no real breeze. That’s numb fingers and toes territory, but no […]
It was north of 50F when we stepped out the door this morning, and ok, the ground was […]
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