Between the On-Ramp and the Off-Ramp with Stephanie Schroeder
She was on her way to San Diego. Barcelona had been the dream since the Barcelona Olympics, but a study abroad counselor asked the right question at the right moment, and suddenly she was boarding a plane to Mazatlán instead — in the Tropic of Cancer, because her sun sign is Cancer and that seemed aligned.
Her luggage didn't arrive. Her host family changed two days before she left. And the moment she walked th…
Between the Corner Office and the Carribean
A conversation with Lori Konkler, integrative success mentor and Sage Guide
She had the corner office. She had the teams, the titles, the career in hospitality she'd spent 15 years building. And then she went to New Zealand and Fiji on a dream vacation, read an e-book about becoming a digital nomad on a beach, and came home to a life that suddenly no longer fit.
So she and her husband packed up and moved to t…
Between the Expert and The Guide
Between a Feather & a Mack Truck with Magida Ezzat
Between Carrying it all and Being Towed In with Kellie Walsh
Between Wounded Healer and Rest with Claire Doherty
Between Sound, Sail, and Surrender in Alaska with Trees Holland
Finding Truth in a World That Feels Upside Down
Trusting Yourself When Nothing Feels Real
Lately I’ve been hearing the same phrase everywhere.
On podcasts and the news.
In leadership circles.
In discussions about AI and technology.
Even in quiet conversations between friends.
“I don’t know what’s real anymore.”
What’s real when we scroll social media?
What’s real when we watch the news?
What’s real when technology can generate images, voices, and stories that look almost indistinguishable from truth?
For many people, the world feels like…
Stewards of Cycles
Stewards of Cycles
During my recovery from surgery, a cherry blossom tree kept appearing in my meditations.
At first, it was growing inside my heart and I saw myself sitting beneath it.
Then, others began to gather around it. We interlaced hands in a circle, forming something living and connected around the trunk.
And then yesterday morning, something shifted.
I became the tree.
I was the trunk.
I was the roots.
And the people who were gathering didn’t circle me anymore. They began to ext…









