Nature is a storyteller infused with holy narratives. Maybe this is why so many faith traditions find the darkest time of year to be deeply spiritual. The winter solstice in particular is a day when seeking people throughout the world …
Starry-Eyed: Sister Courage and Borrowed Light
Most of the time I can fake my way through life, convincing strangers that I am a fully functioning adult. That is, until a situation arises that I should be able to maneuver with ease, and I realize I have …
Things That Make Me Angry
Pants that force me to suck in my stomach all day long. Never mind that I bought them that way thinking I wouldn’t have to squeeze into them after a two-day juice cleanse. For some dumb reason, I can’t force myself …
Starry-Eyed: Cultivating a Hospitable Heart
I have had to get over my house. I live in a teeny-tiny house. It is cozy and messy. My kids love art projects, which means that there is sure to be glitter in my carpets. This makes me pause …
We Are the Starry Eyed
Sometimes we think we have to pick one, when in reality it is always both. Light and dark, hope and fear, kindness and risk, wonder and mundane. This is evidenced by the fact that we are people who are meant …
Speaking Goodness
I missed my Godson’s birthday. I had planned a trip to New York City to visit him and his parents, my dearest friends, but life got really busy and I had to cancel. On top of that, I emailed to …
Life is Like Confetti
We are moving this week, just three blocks away from where we currently live, but all moves feel like cross-county moves. We have been packing up and living off paper plates for a month, just long enough to feel like …
An Interview with a Chief Gratituder
What is it about hand-written notes? For whatever reason paper and pen makes words mean more. Throw a stamp on it and send it in the mail. Suddenly, you have encountered a gesture of goodness transforming your whole day. Because …
My Pact to Become Good at Failure
All of these things have been said by my family in the past month … “Mom, the only question you helped me with on my math paper is the one I got wrong.” She is in first grade, people. “My …
Uniquely Knit
A few months ago, I sat on a knitted blanket on the sidelines of a six-year-old’s soccer game. I choose to take this blanket to every one of my kids’ sporting events to remind myself the process of becoming takes …