If the Shoe Fits

As a shoe lover, I am thoroughly enjoying all the talk going on lately about the pope’s latest choice in footwear. Apparently, the fate of the Church rests not in Pope Francis’ hands, but on his feet. But it doesn’t surprise me. As a society seemingly obsessed with which celebrity is wearing what made...

The Waiting Game

We’ve all been there: stuck in an airport terminal, trying to patiently wait out yet another plane delay. That was me last weekend. For three hours, I waited, successfully draining the life out of my iPod, iPhone, iYouNameIt as I watched the monitors continue to tell me I was going nowhere fast. With each...

Money, Politics, and Religion

Growing up, there were three things my dad always warned me and my siblings never to bring up in conversation: money, politics, and religion. Rather, he taught us, if we worked hard, stuck to our own beliefs, and treated everyone with kindness, all would be well. For the most part, I’ve adhered to my...

Resolute in the Routine

New Years has always been an ironic holiday to me. One December minute my friends and I are making resolutions to right all the “wrongs” of the past year, only to follow it up in the next January minute with our requests to return to the routine of things, our bodies worn and tired (and heavier) from all...

Music Is My Religion

The following article appears in the October issue of Liberty + Vine. Nowhere do Jimi Hendrix’s words ring more truely than at a music festival. For three days and nights I camped at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival. Emmylou Harris sang me to sleep as I slow-broiled in the Colorado summer heat. I walked on...

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