Last week, I was in Arizona for WHD.usa, which was particularly exciting after we made this announcement about the .blog domain. The conference itself was, unsurprisingly, full of great conversations. It was such a pleasure to chat with new folks, and catch up with others who I had the luck to meet back in Rust, Germany. Continue reading “Arid-zona”
I recently moved. To Philadelphia, not to Italy. (That’s a different blog post for a different time.)
For the past two weeks, I’ve been running around trying to get all of my paperwork sorted to become a PA resident. It’s required for getting a parking permit and about as complicated as my application to become an Italian citizen. The joys of bureaucracy. Continue reading “Abandoned”
Going to the cinema is like returning to the womb; you sit there still and meditative in the darkness, waiting for life to appear on the screen. – Federico Fellini Continue reading “Chuck Norris vs. Communism”
I suppose this is what I mean when I say we cannot possibly know what will manifest in our lives. We live and have experiences and leave people we love and get left by them. People we thought would be with us forever aren’t and people we didn’t know would come into our lives do. Our work here is to keep faith with that, to put it in a box and wait. To trust that someday we will know what it means, so that when the ordinary miraculous is revealed to us we will be there, standing before the baby girl in the pretty dress, grateful for the smallest things.
From Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar by Cheryl Stayed. Thanks to Grace for recommending this book — serendipitous timing.