:: Ten Things ::

Ten Things.  Right Now.

1.  the wind…it’s cold, but it feels so good…it lifts (branch, hair, spirit)
2.  the pup at my feet…her loyalty, her furriness, her unconditional love
3.  the sky…vast, open…covering, holding, reflecting
4.  the last of the leaves…falling…unpretentious, somehow regal
5.  my fleece jacket, my handknit hat, my son’s old gloves…so many kinds of warmth
6.  this pause…after the work…before more work
7.   anticipation of weekend visitors…happiness
8.  strength
9.  the end of a month…the beginning of another…the way it all flows along
10. this spot, beneath the birches…home


And you?  What is your right now??

Sending a little love your way, m


P.S.  Tomorrow’s the last day to register for Just Five Things.  We begin Monday!

Resting in My Heart

So often, when I come to this space, I ask myself What is it I really want to say?  So often, I begin writing something, only to delete it and begin again.  I step to the side, try a new direction, circle back.  What is it I really want to say?  I don’t always know what I want to say.  I want to tell you what’s resting in my heart, but sometimes it’s hard to know what’s resting in there.

There’s a sprig of baby daisies that has sprouted at the end of our driveway.  Someone else might call it a weed, but not me.  Look how pretty, look how sweet.  It’s just this one sprig of baby daisies in a sea of green grass.

Yesterday, between the rain showers, I went out to get the mail.  I took my camera with me, knowing I wanted a picture of these sweet baby daisies.  They’re not fancy or showy; people driving down the street probably don’t notice them. But I notice them.  There they are, right at the foot of our driveway.

These daisies…they are what’s resting in my heart.

It’s been a full week.  I worked hard on my writing and slacked on the house cleaning.  I chatted with friends and took some time in my journal. I did yoga once and took a few short walks.  I drank coffee every morning and red wine two nights.  I slept terribly but still woke up early every single morning.  I ate multiple kale salads and multiple brownies.  I talked with my kids and laughed with my kids and and sat quietly with my kids, each of us reading our own books.  I texted, I scrolled, I clicked.  I listened to the birds.  You see? A full week.

When I think about what I really want to say, it’s simply this:  I love these baby daisies.  I love the way they stand in a sea of grass.  Not showy or fancy, but right there.  I just want to be right there, the way they are right there.

Right there.  And resting in my heart.


May you know what rests in your heart, today and each day.

Sending a little love your way, m


P.S. Registration is open for Just Five Things.  We’ll be playing with creative list making, digging deep and having some fun.  Care to join us?

Getting Quiet, Part 1

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 on the kitchen counter.

In both instances, I chose quiet.

I love music and there are a few podcasts that I love as well, but sometimes I need for nothing new to enter my ears or head or heart.  Do you know what I mean?  I’ve mentioned this podcast several times to you (because it’s such a good one, and is my go-to) but, even though I gain something from every single episode to which I listen, sometimes I need not to listen.  Sometimes I need to set aside other people’s thoughts (even the really good ones) and just be with my own.  Sometimes I need to refrain from people’s melodies (even the really good ones) and just be with silence…or maybe a little birdsong.

About five minutes into my walk yesterday, I was thinking how glad I was that I wasn’t listening to music or conversation; instead, I was listening to the birds.  The sun was shining and it was a beautiful spring day.  As I walked, face lifted to the sun, I felt present and fully content.

I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with listening to music or a podcast while you walk or run or clean the house or whatever…because there’s not.  I love listening to a good song with the volume cranked (just ask my kids when they get into the car after I’ve driven somewhere without them); I love a deep and thoughtful conversation.  All I’m saying is that sometimes it’s nice not to add anything to the equation.  I’m saying that sometimes it’s nice to welcome in the quiet.


This isn’t earth-shattering, I know, but it’s something to consider.  As with so much in life, it’s about making choices.  And those choices will vary from day to day, from circumstance to circumstance. Sometimes cranking the tunes in the car is the way to go.  Sometimes sitting in the quiet is surprisingly pleasant.  You get to choose what feels good for you.

I simply invite you to consider, at least sometimes, the quiet. In our world, which is hyper-everything, it’s okay to skip the latest podcast recording (even the one that a friend told you was so good), it’s okay not to read all the blogs and all the articles, it’s okay not to view every post on Instagram or Facebook. Certainly, it’s okay to do any of those things.  It’s also okay not to do any of those things. You choose.

And here’s a tip:  It helps to get quiet when making an important choice.

Sending a little love your way, m