Tomorrow, a lot of us will sit down at tables with the people we love… and quietly brace ourselves for what might come out of their mouths. We’re bracing, not because we don’t care about them, but because we know how quickly a conversation can turn from “can you pass the stuffing?” to “how the hell can you possibly belive that?” There have been plenty of holidays where I’ve walked away from the table feeling more alone than when I arrived, and more convinced that the distance

The moment I learned Dr. Jane Goodall died, it felt as if the earth forgot how to breathe. The woman who taught the world to see every soul - in fur, feather, and flesh - had finally joine d the forest she spent her life learning from. I looked out the window, and the air held still, as if the world was collectively bowing in gratitude. I’ve dreaded this day for a lo ng time. Jane’s passing left the air thinner, the world a little quieter. It also made the work of Defining So

Just do something . That’s what I keep telling myself right now. Just type. Just get words on the page. This is my first ever blog post, so I know it won’t be perfect (not even close) , but I also know it has to exist because this is the beginning of Defining Sonder. The beginning of… something. I’m not really sure I know what that "something"  is yet…but I feel it in my bones that this is going to be a life-changing journey of growth, empathy, compassion, connection, and ( i