Bike trip up the Rio Genil, Granada, Espana. I got a glimpse of the truth this morning, friends, screaming off the page of my journal. It...

At least they haven't shut down the passport office! Warning: This post contains Spanglish; translation in footnotes. After casi  four...

It’s Day 1 of 2025, and I’m out of bed down on my yoga mat, in yet another new place, my sixth bed in the last to two ridiculous nomad...

Dear friends, thanks for joining me on this healing journey and celebrating my 3-year anniversary on the Ramblin’ Anne road. In Part 1 of...

Thank you for following my Ramblin' Anne progress, dear readers. This is the first of a two-part series reflecting back on where I've...

I’ve reached a milestone, friends. I hold in my hands 40 years’ and 350 pages worth of memories excavated, ideas researched, chapters...

In this season of Thanksgiving – one of gratitude for abundance – how come I find my mind drifting to the dearth – digging in the dirt of...

The full-on reality hit me last week when I typed THE END on the memoir manuscript I’ve been working on for, ahem, decades. I cocked my...

It’s TGIF evening at The Wedge, parfait pink sky a soft, sweet backdrop to the industrial gravel parking lot scene. I straddle a picnic...

Fireflies and carpenter ants and spiders, oh my. One night, after dinner, my Firefly Lodge host, Deb, and I took a walk down Appalachian...

In yoga, getting thrown-off balance is a thing: perturbation, it’s called. Ironically, it’s actually what builds balance. We’re not meant...

“Commit to settle?” I frowned at the on-screen mirror image of myself, left brow raised, then shifted my gaze to the therapist who stared...

I've discovered a far-out phenomenon of nomad life. Whenever I prepare to pack-up and pick-up and leave a place, that’s just when my...

I don’t know about you, but I’m the kind of person who works hard, makes strides and, then, in a flash, forgets about them, waves off the...

I went down onto the yoga mat this morning and folded into child’s pose. The moment my forehead touched ground, a voice rang loud and...

As 2022 comes to a close, I hearken back to the incredible journey I've been on. When that hawk swooped down before me in a meadow in in...

Season’s greetings, dearest friends. I am here, today, on the page, to share some happy holiday cheer. In follow-up to my last post on...

In the blessed off-season on Chincoteague Island, the beach is vacant, the mini-golf is shuttered, the restaurants have gone fishing...

The moment I’d giddily anticipated, my big splash arrival, was upon me. “Welcome to the District of Columbia,” the GPS announced...

Hold onto your seats, friends, because this Ramblin’ Anne update is about to take you 2,500 miles across 11 states and three time zones...