https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/All-our-lucky-days.m4a For years, I’ve rejected the term “lucky”. To be called “lucky” always felt as if good things happen to you accidentally. You claim the parking spot at the front, “You are so lucky.” You get to travel the world and see amazing sights? “ Wow — so lucky!” You…

https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/The-Skydive.m4a The full-body flight suit I wore was blue, puffy, and unflattering. The helmet tightened over my head, the goggles beetling my eyes, and straps harnessing my chest, my crotch, my waist, my wrists. No one said skydiving was going to be pretty. Actually, no one said it was going…

https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/A-Flight-of-Crows-Chaos.m4a Often, writers, myself included tackle topics that will resonate, topics that will trend, topics that will gain applause or shares, or whatever. Topics that align with our own sense of self-branding I guess. When called to write, but feel a flight of crows chaos in direction or a vacant…

https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/A-Rocket-Ship-of-Grace.m4a Self-acceptance has been a heavy theme this week, emerging from several unconnected conversations with friends and clients. This has been especially true for me this week. Every day, I experienced false starts with my writing, and with other projects with which I am trying to progress. In truth, landing…

This week I have been struck by inspiration. Not mid-yoga pose, nor ambling down a sunset beach. But somewhere 36,000 or so miles above the ground, seated tightly in the middle seat of coach, soaring towards Los Angeles. Inspiration struck then. And it struck me in a way that might…

https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/When-Plans-Change-Mid-Flight.m4a Plans changing mid-flight. Years ago, I read that line from a poem I found amongst my mother’s things, stacked in a beat-up cardboard box, cob-webbed over from years of shelf life in our dark and stuffy garage. It could be that she wrote this poem, being a writer herself…

https://venture-within.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/One-Last-Little-Turtle.m4a “ Setenta y siete, setenta y ocho, setenta y nueve, ochenta!” I counted in Spanish as I lifted each baby sea turtle from the red plastic crate and gently placed their tiny wriggling bodies on the damp sand. “77, 78, 79, 80!” It was a lively hatch, and I…

Nearly every morning, I sit on my back porch, a hot coffee in my hand and my little cat Tino sitting somewhere near, scanning the shrubbery for critters, and I write. Sometimes I write about my dreams from the night before. …

Let’s get right to it — the “accidental break” points at the past six weeks of my readers finding their inbox void of my latest piece of writing. I have been writing, but not anything I have wanted to post. Rather, I thought I would maneuver throughout the holiday festivities…