It’s only when we allow ourselves to be lost that we can really truly find ourselves. I figured that basic truth out by accident. When Yoda and I first left on our five month road trip, hitting the open road was an act of desperation. I was running away from my broken life. I was […]
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“I periodically throw a Molotov cocktail into my life.â€Â This was said to me last Friday in LA by “Grace,†the CEO of a transmedia company for whom I’m doing some consulting work. To reward ourselves for a grueling week of successful meetings and gridlocked traffic, we were soaking in Beverly Hot Springs, a Korean […]
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“I like your cowgirl boots,” gushed the beautiful bubbly brunette woman who had just climbed into the back of the limo with me. I thanked her, while quietly reflecting on how these boots symbolize my Seeking Shama journey of the past two years. The road, my beloved open road, had led me to these boots. Somehow, […]
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Last Saturday I invited myself to the dance recital of a beautiful high school sophomore named Caroline. She’s one of my friend Chuck’s daughters. It was the last night of my recent visit to Los Angeles – my second trip to LA in one month.  I sat on the bleachers wedged between Chuck and one […]
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I received this holiday card from a dermatologist in Beverly Hills. It is wishing me much happiness during the holidays, and in order to help me obtain that happiness I’m being offered a menu of discounted happiness treatments. I can purchase fillers, Botox, mini face lifts and an array of other treatments I’ve never heard […]
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Route 66 was one of the original U.S. highways, originally running from Chicago to Los Angeles. Driving Route 66 embodies the spirit of Americana. It’s a trip back in time, combined with plenty of rural kitsch. People plan entire road trip vacations along Route 66. It seems to carry with it a certain romantic nostalgia. […]
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In my very first blog post in September 2010, I proclaimed that I needed change in my life.  I prayed for change. I desperately needed change. On the first day of my road trip last October, realizing I had no idea how to find that change,  I blubbered snotty tears all over my steering wheel […]
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I usually don’t like to blog out of order, but right now I’m compelled to share what’s going on. So, you’ll have to wait to hear about some of my unique and unexpected Arizona road trip adventures. For now, I want to tell you about my journey back to Santa Monica. After 5 months on […]
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Before I left on my road trip, I never realized how healing driving can be. Long hours alone in the car can be filled with times of tears, times of reflection, times of imagination, or times of peaceful zoning out. Yet not all roads are the same. The breathtaking bluffs in Big Sur, California are […]
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I love camping. I’ve even camped in the middle of the Amazon rainforest. This time around, however, I needed a more gentle camping experience — my dog and I were doing it by ourselves. Check out a new perspective on the 2nd night of my road trip with my most recent article in The Huffington […]
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