Glenn Became Glenda. Now I See I Changed Too.

Street names in my small northern California town reflect both its human history—Central, Fire, Park, Railroad—and its natural history—Salix, Redwood, Laurel, Elm, a few tall specimens of which, having survived an arboreal pandemic of the last century, are in leaf....

CV-19, Autoimmune Disease, and Interconnectedness

Out walking, halfway through my third week of sheltering in place, I spot another roadkill squirrel up ahead on the blind curve in my woodsy Northern California town. That’s three in a week. Are the squirrels sick, so sick they can’t sense oncoming cars? People with...

Reconsidering Recycling, Part One—It Feels Good

Soon after we tumbled into the millennium, the small advertising agency I work with in Arizona was hired to develop a series of ads and print pieces promoting recycling in the border town of Nogales, population 50,000. Nogales Recycles felt like holy work. Few cities...

From Paleo to Ayurveda—Rediscovering Food as Medicine

Last winter, inspired by Michael Pollan’s Cooked, I started slow-cooking stews and enjoying them over organic brown rice or quinoa, a diversion from my Paleo-ish diet. About the same time, however, I was experiencing an achy-empty feeling in my gut that would come and...