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I feel so guilty about it (opens the original)
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Hello friends,It’s been six days since I returned to the predictability of the United States. Traffic moves in one direction. Things open and close as they are meant to. The water is hot. The WiFi actually works. I’m not searching for centipedes and scorpions I might step on. The concept of “like clockwork” is quite mundane, but it means that the hours in the day that were eaten up by J(ambo)F(ucking)K(enya) are now mine. Now that I have the capacity and time to reflect on my time there, I’ve be
Nepal’s Queen of the Mountain (opens the original)
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In 2019, I cycled through Nepal, from Kathmandu to Pokhara with my dear friend Roz. Laxmi Magar was our guide, a soft-spoken young woman with a big heart who took such good care of us. Over the years, we’ve kept in touch, and I’ve been in awe of how far she’s come.Laxmi is not only an 11-time national mountain bike champion (super rare for a woman in Nepal), but also someone who has always shown up for others, especially women and her local community. In 2020, Laxmi founded the Nepal Cycling Sch
Religious swimsuit or chamois tan lines? (opens the original)
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Yesterday I was asked in a WhatsApp message, Are u a man? (I told you the haircut is a vibe.) This morning, after a yoga class at Banana House in Lamu, a tiny Swahili island off the coast of Kenya, someone asked if my tan lines were due to a religious swimsuit. A fair question given that this part of the world leans heavily Muslim, but I laughed and explained it’s not from a swimming costume, but from cycling through Kenya.I’ve yet to fully wrap my mind around that experience — the five days in
It's true, they don't see you (opens the original)
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Hello friends, This week’s newsletter comes to you from 38,000 feet as I attempt to clickety clack through the tears, a thing I do on all long-haul flights, a natural consequence of getting less than four hours of sleep paired with an odd mix of overwhelm and relief. That Jeff Buckley documentary didn’t help, nor did ’s latest newsletter, written by Megan Falley (IYKYK.) At least I’m in good company.I’m en route to my second home, Kenya, where the start of my <a href="https://www.
Go ahead, call me names (opens the original)
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This week’s newsletter comes to you from Santa Fe, NM. I’m at the International Folk Art Market with my friends from Hadithi. Together we’re trying to expand opportunities for rural Kenyan women whose craft is basket weaving. What I’ve been a part of over the past 36 hours has given me hope and warmed my heart, and I’ll be sharing more about it in an upcoming newsletter. In the meantime, I’ve just opened up registration for the fall Creative Reset Retreat I’m hosting with Andrea Slusarski in Lak
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