Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

I read an article with a heartbeat. Its author made me feel the morning’s chill, cutting from image to image, pulling me into her world. She detailed hooking a finger into an overflowing trash bin, exiting her apartment, and meeting a neighbor for a moment of shared laughter at the bottom of the stairs. IContinue reading “Cat-Like Reflexes”

Today was a nice, relaxing day, full of little moments that made me smile. I spent part of it planting basil, sage, and cilantro in my cute roll cart, labeling each spot with my trusty label maker. My green thumb is still a work in progress, but remembering what I planted and where has neverContinue reading “‘Round Here”

That 55-minute phone call really lit a fire under me. A five-minute per language in Spanish and English, with a woman from near Córdoba, Spain, pushed me far outside my comfort zone into a space of frustration and desire. The relief I felt when we switched to English was like coming home after a longContinue reading “A Side of Lazy”

How in the heck did I forget to hit that publish button last night? I’m sorry about that! I wrote yesterday’s post on the drive home from Thanksgiving, feeling all proud of myself for finishing early. But my quality control team—also known as Dave—dropped the ball. I really wish I could just sit down andContinue reading “Fumbling Forward”

A belly full of eight scoops of gravy, mushroom dressing, turkey, and mashed potatoes is settling as I sit in the passenger seat, lulled by the darkness of car and freeway. The rhythmic bumps of the road and the red headlights, punctuated by the occasional orange-yellow blinker, create a mesmerizing scene. They hover like firefliesContinue reading “Gratitude on the Go”

I assume the worst of others. Not all the time, but some. When I do, it feels like I’m hiding behind the couch, flashlight in hand, a colander perched on my head, bracing for impact. Nine point nine times out of ten, though, they’re only wielding a Nerf sword, their most dangerous weapon a laugh-inducingContinue reading “Dang That .1 Percent”

As M. Scott Peck says: “The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truerContinue reading “Lego My Ego”

Fear and defensiveness bubble up, leaving me like a treed raccoon, with countless bloodhounds clawing at the bark below. Revisiting mindsets that led me into an unhealthy and chaotic state often trigger those same feelings; my thoughts race, my heart beats faster, and a sense of being under threat rises. Yet, despite being triggered, IContinue reading “Fearlessly Facing the Past”

Like Star Wars says, procrastination is strong with this one. Whenever inspiration knocked at my door today, I regretfully turned it away. By 10 p.m., all I had were those two sentences before I found myself deep in an Etsy shopping spree. At least I had the presence of mind to reactivate my savings codeContinue reading “Puttin’ on the Fritz”

While nude, I use the hair dryer. It’s a long slog, and my thoughts race by like NASCAR drivers. Most are too quick to catch, but I managed to grab a few worth mentioning. The window to my left faces the street—a country road set back by about 75 feet. Two thoughts duke it outContinue reading “Meet the Flockers”