It is natural to feel joyful on Christmas Eve, or a day on the coast. It’s contagious when you’re sitting around a bonfire howling at stories with… Read more “Dance in the Valley”
A couple of weeks ago, I invited a few ladies to join me around the table to discuss a topic that no one actually wants to talk… Read more “nights like tonight”
I think one of the hardest things about this season of Sabbathing, is not the quiet, not the stillness, not the rest, the hardest thing about it, is the undoing, the unbeing.
It’s the crumbling of self.
If we’re not hungry enough to relentlessly pursue him, we’re not hungry enough.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome… Read more “Sifted for Glory”
Here’s the truth we can lean on: though it feels like he is silent, he has already spoken. His word is, and his promises never fail. … Read more “Silent”
He says: “Can I tell you something without you getting upset…” (I think to myself ‘Ugh. No. You can not.’ Deep Breath, sigh…) I Say: “Okay, whats up.” (Brace… Read more “The Calm before the Storm”
Lately I’ve been in a dancey mood, music on the tv, spontaneous family dance parties in the kitchen. Life feels worth celebrating. More color. More music. More… Read more “Full Color”
I had grand plans for this Christmas, I wanted it to be magical perfection. Instead, it will be full of broken filth, just as I am. I… Read more “Christmess”
Handwritten letters are a lost art. I love some good old fashion stationary. Blank cards are my favorite, a canvas for words, handwritten in ink, smudged and… Read more “Letters”