Just press the blasted key. Publish the blog. Send that submission. Sign up for that race. Why is it so hard? Because, then, there are no excuses. You're out there.

People commented, “Wow! Beautiful. Glad it’s so ‘easy’ for them. I couldn’t do that.” They were clueless--nothing about this show was easy for these artists or for me as their soul-tender.

I’m in one of my panics that always ends with me in a fetal position (and no, that is not a yoga pose).

Is there one word to describe me? From having lived in seven states and Puerto Rico, to my seemingly unrelated academic degrees, to my housekeeping abilities, and thought process, it could be scattered.

When I think of the word believe, I hear Peter Pan’s pleading voice, “Do you believe in fairies? Clap if you believe in fairies!”