I was out for a pre-concert drink with a buddy when a woman approached us asking for money. She said she was raising funds for women who had had their teeth kicked in. The woman looked like she’s seen better days and the home-made jar she was using to collect donations didn’t exactly scream, “legitimate.” … Continue reading
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Depression – holding space for the brave
I woke up this morning feeling really happy. I had a really good Saturday – standing [intense] yoga and brunch date with friends, caught up with a co-worker and etched out our plan of action for today, finally had time to get groceries, and danced my butt off at the Waldorf in a lightning-bolt and … Continue reading