Le Pigeonnier Restaurant in the Loire

The first time that I visited Saint-Martin-le-Beau, a commune resting near the banks of the River Cher in central France, it was a cold evening in January and the rain slopped across my windshield as I navigated my rental car over the train tracks that run parallel to town. Because it was nighttime, I …

How is it possible that, at the age of 37, I didn’t know how to ride a bike?    I’ll get right to it: I grew up cross-eyed. Yep, until I was 16 years old, one of my eyes was always turned toward my nose.

This is a story of healing among signs and sunrises. Because when my fiancé died, I needed a little help from beyond to set out on the path toward healing. There is a part of me that knew that my fiancé was dying. But I resisted that knowledge and convinced myself that he was …

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