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The Art of Pilgrimage

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“Pilgrimage is a metaphor for any journey with the purpose of finding something that matters deeply to the traveler.” ~ Phil Cousineau I picked up a book during my travels in Nepal. This is nothing new. I am always buying books, especially when I travel. If something catches my eye, or my heart – it becomes a sort of verbal souvenir. I’ve also found that many times, local shops in foreign...

Steel Journeys – Coming Soon!

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Finally! A motorcycle novel with a woman at the controls! Book 1 in the Steel Journeys series is finished and Book 2 is right on it’s heels! Here’s a bit about the series: To some people home might be wherever you lay your helmet, but for Abby Steel, home was wherever she laid her ass. Today it’s a Harley. Tomorrow it might be a BMW or a Triumph or a Honda. Home was whatever bike fit...

Adventures in Nepal – Motorcycle Style

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**Warning: This post contains references to poop and motorcycles! If either of these things make you nauseous, turn back now!** After eight days in country in Nepal, I flew to a small city northwest of Kathmandu. The beautiful city of Pokhara finally gave me a glimpse of the front range of the Himalayas, which had hidden themselves under smog the whole time I was in Kathmandu Valley. My hotel...

So There I Was…(a.k.a. Half-Dead in Nepal)

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When pilots get together to tell their stories over whiskey, it tends to start with “So there I was…” Of course, their stories only have to be 10% true I’m going to tell you a story that is 100% true. I’m also going to ask for a pass from any old fighter pilots who might be reading this, mostly because I’ve got a glass of Jameson’s in my hand as I’m...

I Make My Own

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I never knew how easy and delicious it was to make your own almond milk. So much cheaper than in the stores and I control the amount of sugar. It’s literally 1 cup of raw almonds soaked overnight and then 4 cups of filtered water, blended on high in the Vitamix for 1 minute and then squeezed through a cotton bag (I bought mine on Amazon just look up “almond milk bag”). Then I stick the pulp in...

New Year, New Goals

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Some places are sacred. Forests are one of them.
There are certain places we go where the ground feels somehow sacred. The space feels deep and the air is tinged with heaviness. That’s how I feel when I enter the forest, when I walk amongst the moss-covered giants that line the forest floor.

The Soundtrack of Our Lives

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A sign that used to hang in my studio said “Music is what feelings sound like” and for a lot of us, this is true. It has a way of sneaking inside our lives and defining the curves of our emotional landscape. Music is tied to emotion and connected to memories. You can thank dopamine for this – the same chemical transmitter in our bodies that makes sex feel great and riding a motorcycle an...

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