Lots of lace, a few bats, mason jars, twinkle lights, lemon cake, lilac breezes, blue shoes, raspberry macaroons, wildflowers, tinkling glass, mom (the hardest working lady in show-biz. She can turn a barn into a fairy land, and a hula-hoop to a floral wreaths) in smoke colored silk-dancing with dad on the floor alone, a… Continue reading Go in love
The joy of running
The thing about getting a dog is that the dog needs to be exercised. I like working out as much as the next person (see not at all), but I do it because it is good for my body and I am trying to slow the aging process down as much as possible. But Bella… Continue reading The joy of running
A thought on anger
My anger feels like lava constantly churning in my stomach. At any moment the volcano erupts and spews the contents of frustration and rage everywhere. It covers every surface from person to furniture.bThe situation is hardly ever worth the amount of damage.My anger feels like a big oven being fed coal by a constant team… Continue reading A thought on anger
The Lord is with thee
Truth: Sometimes it feels that everyone is ahead of me. Engaged, married, taking vacations, getting great promotions, booking shows, buying houses, owning cars, and getting ready to have their eighth, ninth, tenth child. I’m over here: Here’s me and my dog snuggling in bed. She bit me twice Tuesday because I wouldn’t let her stick her… Continue reading The Lord is with thee
jeweled perfume
I did not filter the lilac bush. Nor the scent of it’s perfume dancing across the porch. Lately, I am feeling awe stricken by how round the world can be. Spring comes and goes, so does hurt, so does everything. The lilacs bloom and then die, so too the other worldly creatures-myself included. You are… Continue reading jeweled perfume
Easter
I wore a purple dress and we spent the day outside. The whole family (minus Rickie) stood on the patio, on the back porch, in the field. We stomped through grass to try and get Bella and Liam to be comfortable with one another. Mackenzie wore a chicken onesie and John wore jeans. He got… Continue reading Easter
The Old World and Me
I felt God most here this weekend.In the acidic smell of wet earth and the sound of bubbling water. Rebirth is a messy process that often times is uglier, muckier, taking longer than I believe it should. It’s a lot of mud. It’s a lot of rotting leaves as cover for new plant shoots. It’s a lot of… Continue reading The Old World and Me
It all falls down
I felt God most here of all the cathedrals I sat and prayed in in 2014. The ancient dust and smoke, the french vesper and smell of incense. The wooden kneelers worn down with care, the echoing marble, tred over by millions, the overwhelming sense of Presence in every corner. The stone with eyes gazing… Continue reading It all falls down
