Ablaze with streaks of orange, red and purple, the sun sets on another calm summer night. The fog simultaneoulsy rolls in threatening to devour the colors in the sky, it’s long cold grey arms slowly reaching around Mt. Tam crawling …
Permission to Feel What I Feel
Small talk is a curious thing. It is often thought rude not to engage in small talk with strangers, but we rarely strengthen relationships or open ourselves up when we do so. I especially struggled with small talk following the …
Chasing Wonder
Life just wasn’t making sense that day. I’d yelled at my kids, spoke harshly to my husband, and couldn’t seem to chip the resentment off my heart. I was weary, blindly stumbling and stagnating in a haze. I needed fire …
Redefining Hospitality
Growing up in the South women were defined by their hospitality, church potlucks and family reunions. You were nothing if not considered a phenomenal luncheon hostess or the catalyst for the ladies’ afternoon book club. While I admired my mother …