Lately I love being alone in my house. Okay, who am I kidding. I've enjoyed this for as long as I can remember. When I was around eleven or twelve and my parents would finally let me stay home alone when my brother had baseball games or other activities, it was heaven. Peace. No expectations. … Continue reading Dream On
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Beauty, Brokenness, and a Little In Between
I'm wrestling with dropping words onto my screen in a conventional, orderly fashion. But I want to write. I ache to write, and at the moment it feels like the only thing that's just mine. It's also typically the one place I go to be raw, unfiltered and let the thoughts fly. But that won't … Continue reading Beauty, Brokenness, and a Little In Between
Connectedness and the Spirituality of Art
I decided to plant myself at my computer and simply write. Who knows what will come out of this today. I've needed to write all week, but instead I've been reacting, doing, and trekking through life. My brain feels crowded, fried, congested, and overwhelmed. I mentioned that September is a hard month around here. I'm … Continue reading Connectedness and the Spirituality of Art
Summer Update: Writing, Music, Meditation & a Social Media Sabbatical
Hey, friends. I'm alive -- just trying to hold it together as we're in full swing this summer. It's a busy season for sure. Lots going that I hope to share with you all soon. Here's a quick (for me, anyway) summary: I quit Facebook and am detoxing pretty much from all social media … Continue reading Summer Update: Writing, Music, Meditation & a Social Media Sabbatical
Parenting Is Like That Old-School Rap Song From Eighth Grade
Where to begin . . . I realized on Tuesday, during the bewitching hour (that would be anytime from 5ish pm until my little ones are deeply slumbering), that Wednesday was a holiday. Which means. . . NO SCHOOL! I'm slowing getting used to a new school schedule that's vastly different from our former school … Continue reading Parenting Is Like That Old-School Rap Song From Eighth Grade
‘Tis the Season to Get My House Together
I need for life to get back to normal. I'm ready for my sweet children to go back to school. They've been out since the 18th. As I'm typing this and trying to work on some other projects, Wallace, my four-year-old is tying up my rain boot with the cord to the blinds in my … Continue reading ‘Tis the Season to Get My House Together
Grief Happens 