Break. Beat. Bind. Beat.
You guys….life! My mind is swirling with so much life. The life that we all are living. You, me and the whole wide world. The good and the bad. The exhilarating and the devastating. My heart...
View ArticleTeam Brave + The Past Year
I want to tell you about Team Brave. About the last year of my life. About being afraid, all of my life. About uncovering courage. Grab a coffee or tea. Because that is how it all began for me....
View ArticleHolding on + Letting Go
I was going to share my chore charts (come back next week, and I will). I could share about failing and flailing as a mother and mothering on. I could write about bathrooms or bedrooms. Designing...
View ArticleDoing the Hard Work
I am doing hard work. The hard work of life. Are you working this job, too? Lately, it has been keeping me from e-mails and blogging like the bygone. My mind feeling a little foggy, but my soul...
View ArticleDifferent And Always The Same
I live in a town where every place has a memory at the ready. This morning it’s a blueberry scone and flavored coffee. Before Starbucks there was this. And, even before this, there was the Treat...
View ArticleValidation and Digging in the Dirt
I don’t know how to start this post. I’ve tried like 20 different ways. One way starts out telling you how I turned 38 last week. And, that it was a difficult week. A week where getting groceries...
View Article4 Practical Ways to Recoup a Bad Day
Image : Little Girl Blue on Flickr I don’t know your good day to bad day ratio. I’m not sure if things easily set you off kilter, or if aint no body gonna slow you down (oh no, I’ve got to keep on...
View ArticleDays are Discoveries
What are days for? Life living….Yes! But, in this day we live in…. they are meant for cramming and jamming with this and that. They are for getting things done and getting ready for the next. Days...
View ArticleBend, Don’t Break
The trees are talking, waving, and whispering. As they wave they are echoing similar sounds to the waves of the sea. The crashing always quiets. They greet me and I greet them. We are old friends....
View ArticleJr. High The Second Time Around
Everyone knows Jr. High can be the most awkward years. Sometimes the most painful (in terms of your growing years). I didn’t mind Jr. High that much, actually. I had my hard days, my bad hair days,...
View ArticleFave Friday
A few fave things / A few fave random things I should say . . . but, isn’t that life? Life can be so routine and so random, all at the same time! 1 / Nespresso’s new Pixie Clips. I never knew I’d...
View ArticlePrayer for Everyone
Obviously this world we live in is a broken place full of hurting people. People that who are fighting for basic needs (water, food, education, etc), and struggling to just survive, daily. The need...
View ArticleShifts and Seasons
It’s funny how some things feel like they will never change. Seasons that seem like they will never end. Winter. Winter. Winter. Hot summer. Hot summer. Hot summer. And then, one unexpected day...
View ArticleRadio Silence
Hello, Lovelies! I’m sorry for the radio silence. This past month and a half have been strange. I’ve been sick and just haven’t been able to keep up. Honestly, it hasn’t been a matter of keeping...
View ArticleOn Looking For Words
I’m looking for words. I know where to find them. They are are huddled up inside my head. Usually, when I leave them there, they group and they gather. It’s like they meet for coffee and all...
View ArticleCheating on Thanksgiving
image / Elisabeth Heier I’ve never been one to cheat on Thanksgiving. It’s always felt at bit two-timey, to me, to put a tree up before that thankful Thursday. Everything, feels so rushed in this...
View ArticleA few things . . .
Happy almost Thanksgiving! Here it feels a bit more like Christmas. We had a huge snowstorm. I went to bed, Friday night, and woke up to Narnia, on Saturday. I love the snow around the holidays...
View ArticleWhen You Find Yourself At A Stop
Two stops signs every. single. day. One at the start of the woods and the other at the end. Two, three way stops that I’ve rolled through most of my life. I’m at a figurative stop. It’s funny...
View ArticleWhen The Holidays Are Hard
The holidays were never hard until they were hard. Christmas was the season where everything felt right. It was magic when I was little, consistent and comforting in my teens, it mean home when I...
View ArticleThe Ingredients of a New Year
Most days I spill words, like I do my coffee, burning, aromatic, luke-warm, sometimes stale, straight into my white, hard covered, journal with my inky black pen. I write what I feel and what I feel...
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