Life Lessons

The hardwood floor cradled my body as it curled into itself. I could see the night lights of Chicago reflected in the varnish, glittering and strobing, as a cool breeze billowed through soft curtains. I was 23 years old, and I had just learned something that utterly blew my mind. It would forever change the course of my life. In some ways, it saved my life. I rocked my body softly. Waves of grief moved through me (how could I…

July 27, 2016
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Loving warning: This a BEAST of an article. It’s long. It’s a long time coming. And it’s bursting at the margins with lessons for consumers, entrepreneurs, and all of us interested in deep money work. Because after keeping mum for years, it’s finally time for me to speak up about some behind-the-scenes drama — and make a public declaration. (Or five.) Holding onto your cowgirl hat? Here we go … About twice a year, my team and I face a…

May 10, 2016
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Dear Community, Exhausted and reverent, we lugged those three, precious paper bags through the parking lot to our little car. Forest and I had only been dating a short while, and were living in Sebastopol, California. Despite earning only a modest income, we both valued high-quality organic food so much, we made a weekly pilgrimage to Whole Foods. Almost without fail, Forest and I would return to our car with three or four bags of food — and a couple-hundred…

September 28, 2015
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