I’m not big on those year-end letters. You know the ones: What a year! I am humbled that I was able to make it to the top of Mount McKinley, dodging four avalanches, and in record time! Junior was unable to make the trip as he was being awarded the Nobel Prize for Microphysics in… Continue reading 2016: a year of women, writing
There’s a saying, “When a cardinal appears in your yard, it’s a visitor from heaven.” I was unfamiliar with it until it appeared, as one of those cheesy postcard-like images, in my Facebook feed. But for some reason, it made me pause. Lately, I have been inundated with red cardinals. Figuratively, anyway. I’ve been puzzled… Continue reading A red cardinal. A visitor from heaven?
I met a woman named Lisa this weekend. We volunteered together at LifeGift, Houston’s organ procurement organization (OPO), where a heart recipient and the donor’s family were meeting for the first time. It was an experience I will never forget. Afterwards, Lisa and I exchanged emails. “You have truly warmed my heart and blessed my… Continue reading I care about Lisa. (What matters, part 3)
I’m reading an interesting book, Being Mortal: Medicine and What Matters in the End, by surgeon, writer and public health researcher Atul Gawande. Only halfway through, already I have stumbled upon a mini revelation I wanted to share. Gawande writes that through our modernization of medicine, we have succeeded in extending lives but have failed… Continue reading What matters, part 2
On our walk yesterday, I asked my husband, “Do you think I should write about it?” I was half hoping he’d say yes, half expecting he’d say, “I’m not sure,” which means no. Instead he responded, “Yes, but it’s definitely the most out there thing you’ve done, yet.” Then he laughed and repeated, “yet.” No… Continue reading Of all that is, seen and unseen
This journey has taken me many places, but ultimately it’s a journey to the heart. To my heart. As I described in my About section, Pique is a blog for those of us who are seeking personal transformation without personal tragedy. Those of us who have spent the first half of our lives achieving and… Continue reading Who We Are and Why We’re Here
I used to care an awful lot about wrapping paper, particularly Christmas wrap. I would pride myself on selecting just the right hand crafted papers from boutique gift shops the likes of Kuhl-Linscomb and Events here in Houston. I would pair them with fabric ribbons – never those store-bought, pre-made bows! – to complement our… Continue reading What matters.
I did it. I quit my job to pursue my dream of writing for a living. In a decisive blow to my ego and a major victory for my soul, I mustered the courage week before last to finally pull the trigger. I put time on my boss’s calendar for a “Quick Catch-up,” yet nothing… Continue reading Soul 1, Ego 0
As I sat on my hotel room balcony overlooking the turquoise waters and flaky white sand of Grand Cayman’s Seven Mile Beach last week, I pondered what lies ahead. That’s so me, to be in a beautiful place, literally and figuratively, thinking not about the bird in hand, or in this case the black one… Continue reading Late Bloomers: Can This Grandma Moses Become George McFly?
Companies have advisory boards, why can’t people? Most of the companies I’ve worked for over the years have had either boards of directors or advisory boards, or both. Companies carefully curate a group of individuals with the knowledge and expertise they, the companies, need to be successful. This got me thinking. If I had a personal… Continue reading Who’s on Your Board?