Winter has a way of reminding me I can’t control every aspect of my life. Ever since I was young, I have loved the seasons. The unique feel, tastes and rhythms of nature have always whispered to me that there …
Breathing in Those Around Us
I overheard a conversation yesterday, because I am nosy and the two women were enchanting. They were sitting on a velvet green couch in the corner of a hotel where I was also staying. Sitting close, almost knee-to-knee, one with …
When Proximity Dilutes Kindness
Consistency. This is an attribute that has eluded me the first nearly four decades of my life. My husband on the other hand, wears it like a fine Italian suit. He is consistently kind, consistently generous and consistently present, and …
Starry-Eyed: The Womb Time That Winter Brings
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 …