I’m watching the Douglas Firs and Sacred Cedars dance and sway to the wild winds of winter and I’m thinking of you. I hope, as life’s gusts whip and blow through you, that you too might see the beauty of this chaotic choreography, that this tempest might also shake you free of your dry leaves, …
I am still sleepy-eyed and waking from last night’s slumber. The house is quiet and I calculate at least 23 minutes of uninterrupted silence.It feels like Christmas. Even if it is for just a tiny block of time. I took the kids to see my family for Spring Break. It was a beautiful trip. Perhaps …
The morning is thick with last night’s rain dressed up as morning dew and the thirsty little seedlings and sprouts in my garden are so very grateful. It’s been a wild month. From talent shows to birthdays, I feel like every second of every day was jam packed with “to dos” and I am grateful …
Gosh it’s been a busy, running start to the year and for the last couple of weeks, life has been teaching me about surrender. I’m not going to go into the whole story. It’s not important. But here is the guts of it: I made a mistake. I didn’t know I had made a mistake …
My great grandma Pearl was big on gardening. She harvested her own black-eyed peas, pickled her own beets, canned cupboards full of summer tomatoes that carried her well into winter, and grew squash the size of small babies. Her hands held stories, soiled and wrinkled with the richness of her small southern plot of life, …
When I was 22 years old, I went to see a medical medium. Not necessarily because I wanted to, but because my mother wanted me to. I was convinced there wasn’t possibly anything the medium could tell me about myself that I didn’t already know. I was wrong. Only it would take me many years …
I’m still lying in my bed sipping my coffee and thinking about how to tell the story I am about to tell. It’s about adversity. It’s about how we face that adversity and it’s about the first time I found myself waiting for a boy who never showed up. I was 5 years old; his …
I thought about you the entire time I was away. I thought of you while traipsing barefoot through the sands of the land I came from. I thought of you while I listened for my song on the wings of the dusty wind and the dirt roads I call home. And I thought of you …
