I religiously click on the BBC and Economist for news and have watched two looming administrations about to switch office.   The first is in my own country.   My favourite president of all US presidents is being swapped for someone who terrifies me to the depth of my being. The day after the election, I had to take the day off work to cry. This was after staying up all night for the results and getting horrified condolence calls from England and the middle of the Atlantic from a Navy boat, and long text convos from Germany and Iran … Continue reading On the eve of transition, a game of “Would you rather?”

I don’t make New Year’s resolutions as a general rule. I am far too much of a rebel and a non-conformist. I joined a gym during a March, not January, five or six years ago and have stuck with the pattern of it wherever I am. When every 8-year girl in America had New Kids on the Block lunch boxes and posters of Jordan on their wall, I thought the band was lame and had a subscription to Dog Fancy. Doing my own thing. Nonconformity. It started young. I can also freakishly identify rare breeds of dog on sight due … Continue reading 4 Tools for Reflection and Growth