Our morning prayer
The view is better here. To be fair, it doesn’t take much to beat a white wall. Still, even when the sun rises directly in front…
Unpack the totes
The wind whipped through the street this morning. It persuaded green leaves to leave their lovely aspen tree home and talked down branches. The gusts ushered…
Waiting: a fact of creation
I was standing with my mom, her arms wrapped around me, as we ducked under a tree away from the pea-sized sudden hail that threatened to…
Shall I still try?
I ran into the sky this week. My 5:30 a.m. run brought me closer and closer to sky until I was there; running through it, running…
Being loved well
Near the end of my wedding reception, I was walking away from the stage towards the back of the room. It was like most wedding receptions;…
Not so obvious beauty
Her face was redder than mine. More wrinkly too. She was older, that’s why. I probably noticed it only because in recent months I’ve been watching…
With our whole body
In the letters I wrote this week, I felt an awareness of the whole body. I wrote letters to mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, daughters, sons, aunts,…
Beauty gets us through
When John came home last Friday night, we immediately scarfed down dinner and then went for an hour and a half walk with the packs. He’s…
The real MVP of working from home
The real MVP of working from home goes by many names: Mauve Moment, Street Cred, Certainly Red, and many more. From here on out, I’ll be…
Living the question
I started and stopped a few different blog posts for this week because none of them felt exactly right. If you’re an “F” (a Feeler) on…
