Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

I almost pulled the trigger on this https://seattle.craigslist.org/see/rvs/d/silverdale-1989-chevy-g20-get-away/7717025104.html conversion camper van. In July, I’ll need a home on wheels to jet me and my plants across the country. Thankfully, I have a level-headed partner whose scrunched face, in response to my “Yes, it’ll also be my daily,” was all that was needed to make meContinue reading “Running Down a Dream”

It’s never a three handfuls of conditioner shower—well, until tonight. With every tug, I took the large-toothed comb to my knots. The snarls snarled back, and I, like a lion tamer, held the line. My thoughts were equally gnarly, filled with hard-hitting questions. As each knot loosened itself, so did I. My final answer: IContinue reading “Talking Trash”

Still in the process of clearing eye gunk, I shuffled to the bathroom for my morning sit down. At first, the brown floater looked like an unflushed remnant from the night before. Only with a wiry tail and whiskers, my mind shifted to Sherlock mode. Not unlike the Buckley Log Show where I’d watch loggersContinue reading “Toilet Tales”

Love, Jaclynn

You look sad, I thought, of the long vining plant in my bathroom before giving it a large gulp of water. I’m really good, right?! Like, at noticing the subtle shift of the leaves from high-five Yippee to a limp hand shake. I can’t believe I once actually killed plants from my misunderstanding of theirContinue reading “Power Problems”

I had a cool session with a mother and daughter today. Asking what they wanted to talk about, the daughter shrugged and the mom went for it straight as an arrow. Upright, as if a robot sharing its directive, she spoke as though she were forcing a circle into a square, and referring to herContinue reading “Relational Resonance”

“Do you smell smoke?” A client said, looking up and nodding their nose at the air. Doing the same, I then looked at them and said, “Yes!” Without thinking, I pushed the chair behind me, took two large strides, twisted the knob, and swung open the door to see a large plume of smoke hangingContinue reading “Smoky Encounters”

Have you ever waited for a package at the end of your driveway, right behind a bank of mailboxes, sitting cross-legged atop a clump of damp leaves, feet from the busy highway, with your daughter on your lap? Before today, I hadn’t either. What in the world could be so freaking important that with snowContinue reading “Adventures in Waiting”

Since it had been handed down to me, and my effort could be better spent than haggling for a few twenties, I gladly passed my hefty cream coffee table with a 20”x20” piece of glass at its center on to a member of our gifting community. I particularly enjoyed reading the ten interested parties’ messagesContinue reading “Possession Passing”