Sometimes in the doing, a certain rushing creeps in. It’s not intended (the rushing) and maybe we think we’re doing fine (and maybe we are) but, sometimes, there comes a point when we pause and we wonder just how the crazy managed to creep in. I found myself at that point the other day. Well, [...]
Last week’s piece resonated with many of you, and I’m glad for that. There were comments in this space, emails in my inbox, shares on the wider web. Thank you for being here, for sharing this journey with me. As I think about the delicacies that run through our human experience on this Earth, I [...]
After a break from this space, it feels somewhat ill-timed to begin posting today in the aftermath and midst of hurricanes, in the aftermath and midst of forest fires. It seems there's always something. War and refugees and unrest and poverty and disease. There are people all over the world facing real danger and real [...]
I sat at her kitchen table and she poured me some wine. The kids were in and out of the house, up and down the stairs. She and I stayed in that spot for three hours, though our stories carried us through decades and across continents. That's an afternoon I can get down with. Summer [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like tea with the flowers out front. An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. *** Did you enjoy my conversation with Heather? If you missed it, click here or scroll down (if you're viewing on the web) to visit with Heather. There's still time to enter her terrific giveaway!
Sometimes Mondays look like warm light streaming in and a feeling like today's going to be a really good day. An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections.
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like peanut butter and bananas on toast. (yum)
Dear Thursday, Thank you for tea. Thank you for time to hang with my kids. Thank you for chocolate chip cookies. Thank you for time to plant our garden. Thank you for the tenderness with which my daughter tucked her strawberry plant and Irish moss into the soil. Thank you for not raining till evening. [...]
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like rain. *** There’s still time to enter Stef’s giveaway (comments close tonight at midnight PST), and to read my conversation with her. Hop over (or scroll down if you're viewing on the web)...I think you’ll enjoy.
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like sprigs of parsley on the kitchen table.
