Last week, I wrote about getting quiet. In one sense I was talking about the quiet that means the absence of sound (specifically, music and podcasts). But at the end, if you noticed, I mentioned this: In our world, which is hyper-everything, it’s okay to skip the latest podcast recording (even the one that a [...]
The other day, I was working in the yard and I popped my phone in my vest pocket, thinking I might listen to music or a podcast. I never pulled it out of my pocket. I went for a walk yesterday and, again, thought about listening to music or a podcast. I left my phone [...]
The daffodils are blooming. What if that’s all I wrote? What if the only words you read here today were The daffodils are blooming? Would that be enough? Because I think that might be all I need to say. The daffodils are blooming. I am a lover of winter, but I know many of you [...]
One of my go-to writing practices is that of listing ten things that I notice in a particular moment, in a right now. It’s a wonderful way to slow down and bring myself into the present. It’s a way to get words from my heart onto the paper when streams of sentences feel too hard [...]
A very dear friend sent me gorgeous yarn and a pattern for the fingerless mitts you see above. Even in my eagerness to do the project, I stalled. It took me forever to merely begin (even though I wanted to do the project). It took me forever to finish the project (I kept starting and [...]
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections... Sometimes Mondays look like patching her jammies (again).
On Wednesday, I shared this quote on Instagram… Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in the quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. ~Mary Jean Irion~ I thought a lot [...]
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like spring on the windowsill.
Some random things... Here is a children’s book celebrating the joy that is/was a part of the Women’s March. I especially love his response to how men can best support women. Give this a watch. Happiness, or some approximation thereof. The tragedies occurring in schools leave me with a heavy heart. Read this letter, written [...]
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like first light falling on a tiny bunting.