We Are Not Strangers

My Grandma Del passed away last week. It was the day before my 43rd birthday, and about 2 months before her 88th birthday. She was the last of my living grandparents. When Daniel called me to break the news to me, he woke me up, and the first thought that flitted...

What is a friendship incubator?

I’ve been feeling lately that “free community coworking space” isn’t adequate language for what we are here. Work isn’t at the heart of who we are. Not really. Then today, several random things happened and I ended up coining and defining...