I have several aha moments. Which might not be aha to anyone other than me, but that’s what makes them the aha moments they are, yes? Recognizable, feel-able, only to me, a popping in my heart. I needed them, was ready, am grateful. It snows at the beginning of the week. To see snow covering the pink blossoms on … Continue reading popping
Pods are hanging from the birch branches, multiplying overnight. What has been bare for months will soon be full, leaves and green-ness and rustlings-in-the breeze. The tulips have finally opened, I exhale. I’ve been holding my breath, fearing they might not bloom this year, perhaps confused by the extreme back-and-forth we’ve experienced these past two months. I’m still feeling … Continue reading righting
There is ice on the deck, the magnolia blooms are turning brown, spring then back to winter, the weather app telling me it will be spring again this afternoon. We’ll see. Back and forth, a game, a folly. I wonder how my neighbors’ magnolia feels, wonder if it hurts or aches, doubt its enthusiasm for this game. I wonder, … Continue reading maybe
I come across a quote that I love. I write it down, again. How many times will I write these words, how long until they’re etched into my being forever? I will write them for as long as it takes. If you attend to yourselfand seek to come into your presence,you will find exactlythe right rhythm for your … Continue reading poetry, blossoms, presence
When I look out the window, it looks wintry, the colors pale, the trees like skeletons. But I’ve seen daffodils along the highway, I’ve seen crocuses on the outskirts of town, the baby daffodils out front are peeking through. Around me, I see hints of the fullness to come. We have what I feel sure is our … Continue reading the bucket
I drive to spend the afternoon with my son. We hike. We get pizza for dinner. It’s a good day. I spend time with wonderful women every day this week. At the yoga studio. In October’s The Quiet Page session (these women work magic). In a Zoom conversation with a lovely and gentle friend. These women – all of them – fill my heart. … Continue reading softer all around
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Sometimes Mondays look like planning. *** Registration for Just Five Things is open! Come join us as we explore the theme of hope with the help of simple (and satisfying) lists.
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Sometimes Mondays look like this, which is a sight for sore eyes (and sore hearts). *** P.S. I've been getting lovely messages from people who've signed up for my (free) journaling series, Letting Go...Calling In. It's a gift. From me. For you. You can sign up anytime during the month of January. Click here. xo … Continue reading January 11 :: Sometimes Mondays