It was the first day of spring this week. I should have been outside twirling in the daffodils, basking in the sunshine, hanging bells and baking honey cakes.
Instead, I shuffled around the house in my slippers and tried to coax a tiny little cup of coffee toRead More →
When you thought back on last year, were you left with a list of things you should have done better? Things you should have taken care of? Foods you shouldn’t have eaten, gym sessions you should have attended, a life you should have organized, money you should have saved? Are you facing your resolutions next year with outward determination and secret sinking feeling that you have failed so many times in the past and will probably fail again now? This year I’m removing “should” from my goals, and I’m encouraging you to do that too.Read More →
We have a Thanksgiving tradition in my family, we take turns around the table sharing something we’re grateful for from the past year. We’ve been so blessed. Stories of new houses, new jobs, new babies, good food and togetherness abound. I too am thankful for these amazing blessings in our lives, but there is so much more. It barely skims the surface of the wonders and treasures that dazzle and humble me daily. Somehow the words “grateful” and “thankful” don’t really carry the weight of the feelings of appreciation inside. Having recently put my gardenRead More →
My favorite thing about gathering around a bonfire is that people have been doing this forever, for millions of years, since there were people. This is what people do and have always done. When we gather together, light a fire, share a meal, look up at the sky and tell each other stories, we participate in the most ancient traditions of mankind. Last Saturday night our family gathered together, like we do every year, to celebrate…fall? Halloween? My father’s birthday? Maybe we were just celebrating. We picked the night of the full moon without muchRead More →
Perhaps in my heart I protested the change of seasons too stubbornly. The Earth reminds me that she too needs rest. It’s a gray and breezy day, although the temperatures have been mild. The wind, traveled so far, carrying with it the very spirits of the wildflowers I walked by, washed me with a deep satisfaction of a life well lived, a job nearly finished, a gratitude for the time borrowed. As the prairie busies itself with preparations for a well-earned sleep, the legacy passing to the next generations is palpable. Each tiny little seed,Read More →