Background On The Book {A Q&A With A Friend}
I’m over at Michele-Lyn’s place today, answering a few questions about the book. Come join me there, where you can add your questions in the comments. {Also, there’s still a little time left to...
View ArticleThe Activity Of Stillness
It’s no secret that I’m a woman in motion. If it’s not the children who propel me it’s something else–but it’s always something. Last year, when My coach recommended that I “pursue waiting“, it was as...
View ArticleOrdinary
Every day can feel like the same thing, the day rolls over on itself and we go through the motions and I say the same things, and we fight the same fights and nurse the same wounds–it’s typical,...
View ArticleA Short Message {My First Vlog}
I woke up with my 3 year old next to me, telling me how much she loved my hugs. As I laid there debating getting up and writing with my beloved Five Minute Friday community, her snuggles won out, and...
View ArticleLessons From The Kitchen (On Rising)
…we can feed the soul-starved of this world by sharing our broken selves… I come from a long line of food lovers, and some of my strongest memories are connected to family kitchens I remember in...
View ArticleWhen God Steps Over Your Fence
He’s in tears over his propensity to worry. He’s crying over his chicken fingers, I know this is more than the fact that he is admittedly over-tired. These tear come from a deeper place. A fearful...
View ArticleFall
The rain trickles steady and the sky sags, a white blanket of rain she’s holding back. It looks like a snow-sky, except that it’s summer here, and buds have awoken, striking us all with allergy...
View ArticleFacing The Winds Of Comparison
This is motherhood to me in this season. One long series of mostly blustery days, where the moments whip past between my fingers. Some moments I manage to catch, while others swirl in a teasing...
View ArticleIn Between
The summer runs along, a serpentine of hot days, slipping through time. We wake and play and work a little, we rest and everyone is crazy in the afternoons with boundless energy to burn. I shoo them...
View ArticleSmall
On friday’s, we write for five short minutes without editing and gussying the page. We spill what rises to the surface and share it, bravely with others, and we encourage. We give virtual high fives...
View ArticleRed
On friday’s, we write for five short minutes without editing and gussying the page. We spill what rises to the surface and share it, bravely with others, and we encourage. We give virtual high fives...
View ArticleOn Owning Your Creativity
The more I learn about myself, the more I’m growing to see that it is possible to be something, whether I claim it for myself or not. The truth about who we are isn’t based on our perceived reality,...
View ArticleMake Art
“Whoever uses the spirit that is in him creatively is an artist. To make living itself an art, that is the goal.” ― Henry Miller How are you living? Did you miss a post from this series? Click here to...
View ArticleOne Word To Define Your Year (Plus A Giveaway)
A page from my art journal Last year’s word smacked me straight upside the head , as I sat minding my own business in the half-empty Panera around the corner. As soon as I heard it, I rejected it. I...
View ArticleRisk Rejection, Saying Yes To God
When Amy asked me to contribute to her Risk Rejection series this month, I jumped at it before I thought it through. You might say, I leaped before I looked. As the reality of what I would have to...
View ArticleYou Can Do This
I’ve spent the better half of this morning cleaning up the school room, reminding myself, “you can do this”, as I have grown weary of the unending task at hand. This is where we set up our Christmas...
View ArticleWho Can Stand Before Jealousy?
I’m in the throws of editing my upcoming workbook and ironing out some Retreat details. I hope to be back to regular blogging again soon, but in the meantime, I’m honored to share the following post...
View ArticleResults Of Rest
It’s been 2 months since I stepped away from writing regularly in this online space. 2 months–that went fast! It wasn’t that I didn’t have anymore stories to tell, or that the desire to write had...
View ArticleThoughts On Finding Home
Thoughts on finding home At 17, I couldn’t wait to get out on my own. I chose a college in the Florida panhandle, as far away from where I’d been living near D.C. as I could imagine. It wasn’t just...
View ArticleWhen You Wonder If Your Work Matters
The kitchen mat underneath my feet at the sink does little to comfort the ache that shoots through my arches, and throbs in the balls of my heels. It’s made for people who stand a lot, which most...
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