Category: Liz’s Stories

Remembering A Father-Daughter Trip of a Lifetime

by Liz Jansen One year ago, Dad and I were preparing for the trip of a lifetime. For three years, I’d been on a quest, learning about my ancestors, and how their experiences had shaped me. As part of that

Getting Perspective Right Means Using the Right Lens

by Liz Jansen “Where are you riding to this year?” It’s a question I’m commonly asked, as people know I love long-distance motorcycle travel. It was especially relevant as I was at a Horizons Unlimited meeting, attended by people who

Honoring Yourself, Even in Retrospect

by Liz Jansen The last few months have been a time of intense editing and revisions on Crash Landing. The journey it relates has taken me back to who I am before the stories I heard about who I was.

Shout Out to My Incredible Grandmother on her Birthday

by Liz Jansen These days I’m ensconced in editing and revising Crash Landing, which explains my sporadic posts. In case you missed it, CL’s the story of how the experiences of our ancestors shape us. It includes a motorcycle crash

Heartbreaking Endings and Exciting Beginnings

by Liz Jansen I didn’t expect to start the first days of the year spending the last days with a dear friend. Deb and I met in fifth grade and became instant best friends. We’ve cherished that closeness our whole lives.

Changing the Story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

by Liz Jansen Imagine my surprise when I walked into the back yard recently and discovered new denizens had taken positions around the gardens. Snow White and five of the seven dwarfs must have entered through the opening in the

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Understanding the Matter of Perspective

by Liz Jansen The young couple disembarked from the train, squinting in the bright prairie sunlight. Their clothes, tattered and threadbare, were creased and wrinkled after nearly a month of travel from the other side of the world. They too

Encore—Following Last Year’s Ancestor Trail

by Liz Jansen Following up a life-changing motorcycle trip with an encore, especially one that doesn’t involve motorcycles, isn’t typical. But I expect it to be at least as meaningful. Next Saturday, August 5th, I’ll fly out to Alberta with

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Breathing, Packing, Purging, and Moving

by Liz Jansen It’s been a monumental week. I’ve completed the first draft of Crash Landing. Two-and-a-half years in the works, with a focused and intense three months of writing since March and it’s done. There’s still much to do but

Wisdom from the Child in the Woods

by Liz Jansen Motorcycles aren’t the only means of transport for inner journeys. Now that spring is here, I follow a loosely defined path when I walk to nearby plazas for errands. My place backs onto a greenbelt of mostly cedars

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