The way the pup curls up in her bed so that, at a quick glance, I can’t tell where her feet or head begin or end. The way the washing machine swishes and swirls, makes our clothes-towels-sheets clean, just like that. The way mornings are quiet. The way yoga feels like coming home. The [...]
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like peanut butter and bananas on toast. (yum)
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like memories on the bathroom sink. *** Registration for 28 Moments is open! Class begins February 1, 2016. Join me as we explore our days with camera and pen. Click right here.
sitting on the steps leading down or up depending on one's perspective the wind moves through my hair and dances with the birches' yellowing leaves the pup finds me and wiggles between my feet head resting on my left leg we sit close in the wind allow it to ruffle our feathers and stir our [...]
maybe you're the breadwinner, maybe you're the breadmaker. maybe you're the rock star, maybe you're the one strumming quietly in the corner at the party. you might be the one with a painting hanging in the gallery, or you might be the one fingerpainting with your grandchildren. maybe you own the store or maybe you're [...]
lately it's the soap that's getting me. especially on the weekend mornings...my husband is home, the kids are playing, no schoolwork needs to be done. there's extra time for me to linger in the bathroom...a hot shower, time to dry my hair fully, the sweetest morning light filtering through the window. i am alone, and [...]
i am wanting to write of softness, for this word came to me as i sat in the early morning darkness yesterday. having moved through a few sun salutes, having sat and breathed deeply and slowly, i pressed my palms together in front of my heart and waited. waited for some word to find its [...]
beginning in this instant to drink the substance the tone the mood of this conversation being had dialoguing deep into the core recognizing other finding peace in reflection moving in circles ripples swirls slowly and with grace sending a little love your way, m
yesterday there was a lot of ice. and drizzle. and grey. there was also warm tea. and cocoa. yesterday there was math for the kiddos. history. writing. a wee bit of science. all on a day when the local school district was closed due to ice. yes, poor kids...homeschooling. ice isn't an issue. yesterday there [...]
oh, i was feeling it...the peace, the stillness, the quiet. i felt it leading up to the holidays and during the holidays and then, wham. yesterday happened. there wasn't anything exceptional that needed doing. there was schoolwork with the kids, cleaning, laundry, meals to prepare, ballet and basketball. the usual. but something shifted in me [...]
