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Bridges and Moats
Moats. Now we kayak them. But they were built for one thing: keeping the threat out. (Ross Castle, Ireland, 2022) Stationed in Germany, I was part of a running group called the Hash House Harriers. It’s an international social running club where a "hare" lays chalk trails through the countryside and the rest of us chase them down. There are silly traditions, songs, and no roadways allowed. Discovery was a key point. In Germany, that meant forested hills, hidden trails, and ar
Sarah Draper
17 hours ago3 min read


Never Forget … And Always Remember
A Kosovo traffic jam. And gratitude. I was escorting a National Geographic film crew for a day. I’m not sure if this scene made the final cut, but the crew was as uplifted by our reception as were we. I was checking on some soldiers who were manning a checkpoint at JRTC (Joint Readiness Training Center) in Fort Polk, LA. We were there to do our final pre-deployment validation before we deployed to Kosovo the following month. The soldiers had been preparing for this deployment
Sarah Draper
Sep 114 min read


Two out of Three Ain't Bad
Not quite 100%. One of the few times reaching that makes a big difference. (Almost total solar eclipse, August 2017, Boise, ID.) I was a Yearling (sophomore) at West Point, standing in an engineering class while my professor reviewed problems we had written on the whiteboards. West Point used something called the Thayer Method: you got the content ahead of class, studied it independently, and arrived with a basic understanding. It was self-directed learning, building problem-
Sarah Draper
Sep 44 min read


Ten Thousand Minutes?
Late this spring, I was meditating in my bedroom when one of my kids busted open the door to get something. I gently opened my eyes as she saw me, said "oh," and told me what she was there to borrow. I told her where it was, she rummaged through my closet, shuffled out and closed the door. My brain treated it like any other interruption: I noted it, acknowledged it, let it go, and returned my attention to my breath. Not for a million dollars could anyone have convinced me sev
Sarah Draper
Aug 275 min read


The Gifts of Fear
Here I am Sunday, playing the "keys" and singing to keep my nerves down. (Photo courtesy of my friend Raleigh who sat right up front to support me!) Early this year, I got a wild idea: join the church music team. Excited, I reached out to the team leader and he sent me the online application, which I quickly filled in and marked "no" to the question about experience playing with chord charts. I grew up playing piano (please overlook with me that it had been 35 years since I r
Sarah Draper
Aug 215 min read
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