Unexpected kindness.

There’s a dry cleaning place in downtown Portland with this sign on its door: “If you are unemployed and need an outfit cleaned, we will clean it for you for free.” The idea isn’t unique, but that doesn’t matter. It’s still a...

Roses everywhere.

So usually when I talk to monsters or have long conversations with walls (or otherwise engage with my stucknesses in semi-wacky ways), there’s a lot of talking involved. Words. Because, you know, I’m that way. Verbal. Not always necessarily all that...

Ask Havi #23: Hiring? Help?

Note: it is almost impossible to get on the Ask Havi list. This person got in by a. being one of my clients or students, b. flattering the hell out of my duck, and c. making life easy on me by being clear about what the question was and what details I could use....

You, me, and my duck, baby.

It’s a secret rendezvous. Well, maybe it’s more of a ménage à duck discreet tryst. Okay, fine. Not really. It’s a workshop. A life-changingly great one, if I do say so myself. In Paris person. In Paris North Carolina. On an insanely gorgeous...
The Fluent Self