I set aside my fears and went to a cabin in the woods by myself. It was transformative.
Tag: Peace
November 1, 2021
Morning Rituals
I see people on social media going through their morning rituals and wonder…why can’t I get it together? My mornings are never as thoughtful and beautiful as theirs seem to be. But then again I am not staging my morning ritual for the sake of the camera. This photo is authentic. I didn’t arrange things… Continue reading Morning Rituals
Lulled From Slumber
A soft, filtered light streams in between the slats of the blinds, gently illuminating the room. It is quiet in here. No television. No radio. No other people. I am lulled into a state of peaceful contemplation by the sound of clothes as they roll around in the dryer, and just now the low rumble… Continue reading Lulled From Slumber
Finding The Joy In The Everyday
I’m not sure when I decided that October was to be my favorite month of the year. Thirty one years ago I got married in October. That could have been the beginning. Or maybe not. At what point in life do we mature to the point of not taking hours, days, much less months for… Continue reading Finding The Joy In The Everyday
Suburban Sunrise
There was a faint orange glow in the eastern sky when I rolled out of bed this morning. The dogs were awake and persistent. Grudgingly I let them have their way. As I stumbled to the bathroom thoughts of dread for another day rolled around in my sleepy brain. Lately I wake, not so much… Continue reading Suburban Sunrise
Dream Life
My New Normal? As I think about making a life, this is not what I have in mind. Yet, where I live this is becoming the norm. Open land and grazing cattle are pushed aside for more freeway over passes. Once lovely neighborhoods are now tear down zones because the land is more valuable than… Continue reading Dream Life
I Can See Clearly Now
Standing at a crossroad in life can be scary. Asking God is the first step.
Never Alone
I went silent after publishing “Silence” last week. Sometimes life takes over and my brain is not able to come to the computer and write. When I do try to force the words, what emerges is not helpful, pretty and generally contains over sharing. No one needs to read the results of a public gut… Continue reading Never Alone