What if not knowing is its own form of care? A quiet reflection on curiosity, attention, and the things we choose to leave unnamed.

What if knowing isn’t the goal—but staying curious is? A story about humility, parenting, and learning to look again.

A new map for friendship

It’s not an exhaustive list but it runs the gamut from chocolate to petrichor.

Surrender has never been safe for me. It has never meant relief … only risk. My body does not associate stillness with safety. But here, now, I am trying.

What do these achievements really mean when we are 50, 60, 70 Do they validate us? Do they make us more credible, more worthy?

Each of us choreographs this dance of doing and being in our own way.

In The Ripple Room, we create side by side—not with rigid instruction, but with curiosity, encouragement, and the joy of simply making.

There’s a meditative quality in making repetitive marks or playing with colors. It’s all about immersing myself in the process—a process that reminds me I’m still here, still capable, still me trapped inside an uncooperative body.