A Light that Sees. A Light that Leads.
It is quite difficult for a child, in a moment of deception, to realize her well crafted plan was brought to light by her parent. Whatever the remnant excuses lingering in her mind…
The Soul Selects Her Own Society
We’ve been taking a closer look at Emily Dickinson’s poetry this term with the girls, and this Christmas I was serendipitously gifted an unabridged collection of her poems. Yes. I squealed. Poetry is…
Repose?
Repose is simply a poetic word implying “a state of rest.” Literally or figuratively. A place to lay your head or the act of placing confident trust in someone or something. Yes, I…
Invite Yourself to the Table
For the mother who needs to be reminded to look up and feel the sun on her face too.
A friend for each part of you.
For those who need a gentle reminder to not overthink friendship.
Learning at Rest
A few thoughts on how home education can enrich a life both young and old.
Shhh.
When sometimes the world needs more productive presence and less tidying of emotions.
Compassion + Retreat
A reminder to consider our humble frame in this time of awareness and compassion.
Friend in Jesus
On good days, may you sing. Then on the hard days it becomes a song of remembrance when your memory is bleak.
Opal: The Journal of an Understanding Heart
A brief review of a book that will change the way you see the world and touch your heart.
A Home for Things
A bit of framework for this space and my thoughts.
Live Lightly
We were standing ankle deep in the river the other day scooping up tadpoles and deciding which five to take home to keep. All of a sudden we see a camouflaged tadpole emerge…
Beauty Found
“All I seeIs your beauty chasing meAnd the love that sets me freeI am found in You.”All Sons & Daughters, Tonight Every day, words come into my head a mile a minute it…
A Song that Anchors
When I really sit for a moment to realize how fragile my wayward human heart is, its pretty humiliating. No matter the intention I set (and maybe even accomplished) in the morning, by…
Count your Awkward
After a really long day I often (through gritted teeth) hum to myself “count your blessings name them one by one.” But you know what? Sometimes it really ought to be “count your…
Holding tension
As I sit here in real time wrestling with the conflicting paradoxes of my personal life, I am not lost to the weight and measure of this day – Good Friday. How the…
Solitude
“Now, instead of planting our solitude with our own dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuous music, chatter and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to…
Waking Expectant
O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.Psalm 5:3 Right now to be completely honest, I really don’t feel like waking…
A Sweet Repose
Welcome. Welcome to the result of my heart bulging past the seams of an Instagram caption. I don’t intend to get long winded here, but I wanted a space that allowed me to…
A Sweet Repose 