Category: USA

One of the greatest things about being a nomad is seeing friends you’ve made in one part of the world in another very different part of the world.  DJ Shakey, or Julie Covello, was a good friend I made while exploring snail races under a full moon in El Salvador.  Since then, I’ve had the […]
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In the past couple weeks, I’ve felt like I’m coming down from a month-long high of hyper-stimulation and in serious withdrawal from seratonin and oxytocin. Even for an extreme extrovert, I’ve overextended my energy far beyond myself, seeping further and further away. I’ve been trying to reground and recenter by spending more time by myself, doing […]
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After the life-changing coaching course I did in Sonoma County, I headed to Boston for the ultimate test of lasting change…time with family!  My dad, my mom, my brother, my sister-in-law, my nephews, the nanny all in one small house.  It was almost comical having so many people in the house; I was sleeping on a […]
Three weeks sped by in my summer intensive coaching course with Helen and her Academy of Leadership Coaching and NLP (Neuro-Linguistic Programming). I don’t know how to describe it as anything short of life-changing. We came in as a diverse group of 17 individuals ranging in age, race, background, and career, and we left as a […]
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Ida Creek babbles loudly as it races by our campsite and through the Wenatchee National Forest a couple hours outside of Seattle. It’s a gorgeous backdrop to start my post! Every year since Katie and I became fast friends on the Camino in 2015, and I told her about my bucket list item to learn […]
After a whirlwind 18 days in Nicaragua and Costa Rica, I went from 60 to 0, hanging out in LA with my grandpa (Kung Kung in Cantonese, KK for short).  After three days of resting, (over)eating homemade Chinese food, yoga, afternoon walks, writing, and impressing KK at Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune, I was starting to get […]
After I verbally diarrhea-ed up my latest existential crisis to Rob, my unwitting seat mate on the chicken bus to Granada, he shared a very astute observation between his hacking coughs: “Life comes in 3-year cycles.”  Damn, Rob, yes, it does! And is that contagious? As I approach the 3-year mark from the involuntary start of my noplanplan, I am definitely […]

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