I haven’t said much about this until now. I have been working on writing a book about writing a book (ready for this??) for the past 10 years… Now, that doesn’t mean I have worked on it constantly - I have in fact put it down...
Dear momma, We lost you 3 years ago today, suddenly, unexpectedly, way too soon. I can’t believe you have been gone that long. I can’t believe you are gone at all. There’s something about momma’s - we think you will stay forever. If we were...
Over several terrifying summers, deadly wildfires raged across Colorado. Lives were lost, and the flames destroyed thousands of homes. When the smoke cleared and only rubble remained, survivors were left trying to find a way forward against devastating loss. The aftermath of that destruction would...
What gives value to travel is fear. It is the fact that, at a certain moment, when we are so far from our own country. . . we are seized by a vague fear, and an instinctive desire to go back to the protection of...
I miss my friend. Those blue eyes that always sparkled with life and intelligence no matter what was on her mind. Her gentle voice, always steady, even up until the end. It seemed like we were sisters. I was immediately drawn toward her when we...
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: As the world continues to be a chaotic place, we celebrate some heroes at home: the Wildland Firefighters. Salida resident and author Kristen Moeller lost her home in a wildfire in 2012. Her latest book Phoenix Rising: Stories of Remarkable Women Walking through Fire...
“Whether we are conscious of it or not, the ground is always shifting. Nothing lasts, including us. there are probably very few people who, at any given time, are consumed with the idea ‘I’m going to die,’ but there is plenty of evidence that this...
I was sailing along with my sadness, honoring my grief process and doing “pretty well”. I was out there living my life, making friends in our glorious little town, still the new kid on the block, but settling in. I was slowing my system down...
After ALL that, we did it, we headed south for the winter. We packed up what little we owned and left the “Tiny Mansion” - and moved to Salida. After all the blood, sweat and tears. After the two plus years of finding our way home....