WELCOME TO HANGAR TALK

Let’s get real: if you’ve ever walked out of a situation thinking, “Why did I react like that?” or “Why does this always happen to me?” — you’re not broken. You’re likely battling something I call a Primal Wound. These wounds are invisible, often buried, but they drive everything — your...

Day 4 was, hands down, one of the most drop-dead gorgeous legs of the entire cross-country trek. Though, as you’ve probably deduced by now, roughly ninety percent of this historic book tour has revolved around mechanical triage, questionable cockpit hygiene, and an unrelenting obsession with...

It’s been more than a week… When life pulls the rug out from beneath us, our creative instincts tend to go where the ache is, at least mine does. I stood in my kitchen with a mop in my hand, staring down at the spot where Stilly’s bowl still rested, empty. He didn’t come meowing over, even...

Took a left turn at loss... photo circa 2008 when I wrote Teetering on Disaster I had every intention of showing up here with reflections from the book tour… But as life so often reminds us, our plans rarely hold a candle to where our hearts actually need to go. If you read my last post,...

Pausing the Journey: Honoring a Gentle Soul As we’ve been walking down memory lane, reliving the stories and skies from the world’s first aeronautical book tour, life has gently—and heartbreakingly—called us back down to earth. Today, we’re taking a brief hiatus. I wanted to keep writing and...