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In the gap…
One of my favorite kids dropped off a card yesterday addressed to Debra the Dragon Slayer… It reminds me that I am not a victim of this situation but an active participant in overcoming this very real adversary.
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A Splash of Inspiration… November 4, 2017
A few years ago, we gave up television. I know exactly when it was. When Robin Williams died, I could not fathom watching the emotional and historical outpouring of communal sadness. I turned the tv off. We liked the sound of silence in our house. We talked more. We read more. We did not even miss the noise. We occasionally turn it on to watch something we’ve recorded or to watch a movie. But mostly, we just enjoy the silence. One thing that I have filled in the corners of the silence with has been reading interesting blogs. I’ve been collecting a reading list of interesting people and perspectives from…
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Winter's rest…
This year, I am trying to find a new rhythm. I don’t want to push or pull my life around my own vision. I want to see where this path will lead. I’m a bit lost at the moment. I am looking for the next turn and it feels like I need to turn down the radio so I don’t miss the signs.
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Cleaning days…
These days, I am thinking about moving forward. I am preparing, growing, learning new skills. Sometimes that feels freeing and filled with possibility. Other times, I am just tired. It’s hard to start over.
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Rest…
For me, it is time away from my office and responsibilities. It means putting aside the laptop and picking up a book. It means ignoring the housework and daily responsibilities, but I might decide that process of preparing a pot roast would feed my soul.
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Grace whispers…
I am not yet the woman I long to be. Instead, I am learning to appreciate the woman I am. The right now in the middle of the mess woman.
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Winter rest….
I am making it a point to appreciate the rhythm of this season. I want to find little things to enjoy, to relish, rather than wishing away such a huge part of my year.
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Restoring order…
Occasionally when I walk in to someone’s home, I just know we cannot be friends… Kathy’s house and car were always so clean, I felt down right grubby. But she loved me anyway, and I teased her mercilessly.
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Be still…
I was a talker and an out loud thinker. I bounced beside him on the long seat, in the days before seat belts, along for whatever adventure lie ahead. Thoughts that formed in my head quickly fell from my mouth in a non-stop procession.
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On new beginnings…
But it is Fall that holds my heart for new beginnings. September marks the beginning of the school year. There have only been a couple of years in my life when September did not send us back to school, to routines, to order and reorder our lives.