Honey Learns the World I’ve always loved the idea that the world is connected — that even centuries ago, people found ways to share what they had, what they knew, and what they dreamed of. So this week, as I learned about the Silk Road, I realized it wasn’t just a trade route. It was the first great network of human connection — the original web, long before Wi-Fi. And maybe, in its own way, it teaches us something about the beauty of curiosity — that the more we share what w

A poetic exploration of how the discovery of a new moon around Uranus and the rise of AI mirror each other — reminding us that curiosity connects us to both the universe above and the one within. Some discoveries remind us that wonder is not something we outgrow — it’s something we orbit. Recently, astronomers found a new moon circling Uranus , a small, faint sphere quietly keeping pace with the giant planet for who knows how long. It wasn’t new , of course — it was simply un

If you’ve ever bitten into a warm, soft corn tortilla or unwrapped a steaming tamale on Christmas morning, you’ve tasted the magic of Maseca — the humble flour that holds centuries of culture, family, and nourishment within its golden grains. Maseca isn’t just flour; it’s a story of heritage, a link between ancient traditions and modern kitchens, and a reminder that food — at its best — connects us. 🌾 A Little History: From Ancient Roots to Modern Tables The word Maseca come

By Honey I took a break from my Omnipod for a while, but recently started wearing it again — this time more discreetly on my thigh, hip, or abdomen. It’s so comfortable now that I often forget it’s even there. Still, for weeks, I’ve been frustrated with my blood sugars, wondering why my Omnipod seemed out of sync. My total daily insulin dose was less than 16 units, yet more than 72% of that was basal. My boluses barely showed up to the party. Last week, when my endocrinologis

Life feels lighter without the pour. ✨ Trade the nightcap for a moonlit walk, a good laugh, or someone who makes you forget the world for a while. Laughter, love, and simple pleasures can become the best kind of buzz. 🍃 The Clear-Headed Life There’s something quietly powerful about being clear-minded in a world that glorifies “winding down” with a drink. It’s not about being perfect. It’s about being present. Sure, that glass of wine or cocktail might take the edge off for a

There’s a sweet spot between science and spirit — the place where we stop analyzing life and start feeling it again. When I wrote The Science and Spirit of Connection, I was thinking about how our energy attracts what we give off — how connection, whether with people or with purpose, isn’t random but magnetic. But lately, I’ve been thinking about what comes after that connection — what happens when we start living like we actually believe in the energy that lights us up. Beca

🌙☕✨ Get scared. Get uncomfortable. Get busy living. Chase the moonset — the magic’s waiting there. Because growth doesn’t happen in the cozy corners of life — it happens when you stretch, stumble a little, and dare to begin again. There are countless people who chase sunsets—their warm glow marking the end of a day, the colors of closure. I love a good sunset right along with the rest of them. But I’ve found myself drawn to something quieter, rarer—the moment the moon sets.

by Honey There’s a show on Netflix called Soulmates . It’s built around the idea of a scientific test that can identify your one true match — your perfect person. Watching it made me wonder… if love could be proven in a lab, would that make it easier, or harder? Because even in the show, people still missed the ones they’d chosen themselves — the person their heart had already decided on before any test could. I think that’s because love isn’t math. It’s energy. It’s timing.

This morning, as the moon slid toward the horizon and Charleston yawned awake, I took a nice walk and listened to Joe Rogan’s Halloween chat with Elon Musk. I laughed out loud at the unfiltered, goofy, “that’s-what-she-said” humor—because a real laugh is irresistible. It got me thinking: maybe the secret sauce isn’t just brilliance or grit. Perhaps it’s the childlike silliness we refuse to outgrow—the giggle that bubbles up and reminds our nervous system, “Hey, you’re safe. Y

Honey Learns the World There’s something about monks in saffron robes that has always fascinated me. Maybe it’s the way they seem so peaceful in a noisy world, or the stillness that feels almost contagious. Whatever it is, I’ve always wondered — what do they know that we don’t? This week, I set out to learn about Buddhism — not as a religion to convert to, but as a way of seeing life from a different perspective. And what I found feels like wisdom that everyone, regardless

There’s a kind of heartbreak that doesn’t come from losing someone — it comes from realizing they never truly showed up for you in the first place. It’s the moment you see, with crystal clarity, that love isn’t supposed to make you feel small. It’s not supposed to make you hide your joy, silence your voice, or rearrange your life around someone who refuses to even slightly bend for you. Love — real love — doesn’t hide. It celebrates. When someone consistently proves that you’

It’s always when I’ve finally found my footing — when the air feels lighter and the road ahead looks clear — that the past seems to find its way back to me. A faint vibration on my phone. A name that used to make my heart race. Nothing of meaning, just a quiet hey, I’m still here… do you remember me? Do you still care? And the truth, if I’m being honest, is yes. Yes, I remember. Yes, a piece of me still cares. But no — I can’t look back. Because healing means learning when no

Today, my son and I rode in Lowvelo , a bike ride to raise awareness and money for cancer research. I don’t spend much of my time revisiting thoughts about my own cancer survival, but I do realize that I’m one of the lucky ones. And because of that, I try my very best not to take this life of mine for granted. Today’s ride didn’t make me think about what I don’t have—it made me think about what I’ve let go of . My blood sugar behaved beautifully (small victories matter!). Be

There was a time when I mistook chaos for chemistry—when I thought passion had to hurt a little to mean something. But peace has a way of teaching you otherwise. It whispers instead of roars. It doesn’t demand or ask to be hidden; it simply is. A peaceful life alone is almost always better than a passion that hurts. The truth is, love that costs your peace is too expensive to keep. So when I feel that old ache stirring—the one that wants to question, replay, or reach back—I w

Lately, I’ve been sleeping like I haven’t in years — the kind of deep, easy sleep that feels like my body sighs, “Finally.” I started going to bed before 9:00 PM, usually fast asleep by 9:45, and no later than 10. My alarm goes off at 4:45 AM, and even if I linger for a few quiet minutes, by 5:00 my feet are on the floor and I’m out the door for a brisk 3.5 to 4-mile walk. It’s become my rhythm — my body’s natural song. And now that I’ve learned how our gut actually knows the

Every generation has its secret code — those funny little words and phrases that make the grown-ups shake their heads and grin. Today, the youth are hollering “six-seven!” in hallways, captions, and TikToks, and honestly, no one over twenty-five seems to know what it means. But that’s kind of the point. From what I gather, “six-seven” doesn’t mean much of anything at all — it’s just fun. It’s the Gen Alpha version of a wink and a giggle, a sound bite of inside-joke chaos. A

Honey Learns the World There’s a name that floats through history books like a whisper — Genghis Khan. For most of my life, I’d heard of him but couldn’t have told you who he was or what he did. And recently, when I heard a podcast describe him as one of the most brutal men to ever live, I felt a mix of curiosity and disbelief. How had I missed learning about someone like that? Truth be told, I’ve reached a season of life where I love learning again — especially about the wor

By Honey Discover how a newly uncovered Aegean land bridge and a breakthrough in quantum matter remind us that life’s paths—like the earth’s—shift, submerge, and resurface, leading us toward rediscovery, resilience, and wonder. Just because something was hidden doesn’t mean it was lost. There’s a quiet astonishment that comes with realizing the world still holds secrets. Just when we think we’ve mapped it all—the continents, the constellations, even the corners of our hearts—

By Honey If you’ve been paying attention, it’s not your imagination — something extraordinary is unfolding in the world of longevity science. What once sounded like pure science fiction is steadily becoming reality: gene therapies that may extend lifespan, artificial intelligence uncovering new molecules to slow aging, and even mushrooms — yes, humble mushrooms — revealing secrets that could help us age not just longer, but better. But before you start Googling “magic mush

I don’t know how long I’ll be single — but I do know what I’m waiting for. A man who chooses me, not because it’s easy, but because it’s right. A man who stands firm in his truth, unshaken by fear or the opinions of others. A man who’s my best friend — playful, passionate, and alive with curiosity. One who can’t stop being silly, who finds wonder in the little things, and who still wants to explore everywhere with me. I want the kind of love that steadies the heartbeat and qu