Food, Fellowship and the Art of Being Known

What We Say Matters The familiar sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach assaulted me yet again. I had just made a mistake—I said something I shouldn’t have—and was […]

The Fine Art of Being Aware I’m very curious about strangers. I’m a noticer. I don’t know why this is—it’s a gift, I guess—but this superpower allows me to pick […]